The Tower Is Haunted

At least that’s what Felix tells me. After today I’m starting to believe it.

This morning I woke up with a kink in my neck, a sore and slightly dislocated jaw, and a swollen lip. I slept in and was almost late for volunteering. For the most part the majority of the day went fine. I went to the Pubs office (a rare occurrence in recent years) to try and get some work done and instead ended up playing with the pretty iMac.

Aside: The MacBook Pros got a free upgrade yesterday. I’m so excited! I’m totally going down to Carbon Computing after Reading Week to touch the pretties.

Once I got back home, I started going through my study notes again, but that didn’t last long. Eventually I gave up and decided to clean up the kitchen. While doing the dishes, one of the glass cups literally fell apart while I was washing it. Somehow I got cut on both the front and the back of my hand on a single piece of glass. I wasn’t being hard on it while washing it. I still remember the time last year when Ben lost a huge chunk of his pinky finger and the skin around it from putting too much pressure on Melynda’s cup. It was very weird.

Then I went to the Blueprint meeting, which was great except for the fact that the service at Wilf’s still sucks. It took them about twenty minutes to take our order after we were seated, and an hour after that for us to get our pizza. All in all, maybe fifteen minutes was spent actually eating. Needless to say, a shitty tip was left for them.

After that I went and got some hot chocolate, and now I’m just wasting time. Again.

I’m going to be a good girl now and try to study some more before I feel completely useless.