buried alive

keane

well, one good thing to come out of the weekend is the snl performance of keane. typical british band - so good. it's so weird how american bands produce such different music than the british boys do. it's like they're all sensitive and mushy on that side of the pond. maybe it's all the rain and bad teeth.

so i have this massive midterm tomorrow, and my studying is going really poorly. it's like i have no motivation at all. and i don't understand what my problem is. i was supposed to get out of the house today again so i could avoid distractions such as downloading songs and blogging, but it seems to have snowed enough outside to cover my midget. i can't even let him outside today because he might get lost.

leaving the house yesterday was a bad idea. as soon as i hit the road, i knew i was being dumb for leaving. but, i managed to make it to the first safe haven, starbucks. after getting my london fog, i forged on to school. i tried to park first of all in a parking lot, but there were no spots, and if i tried to make my own i would never get out of it. so, i backed out of the lot (like a mofo) and drove as fast as i could (to avoid getting stuck) to the underground parkade in the ag. building. just as i was driving in, i noticed the exit to the lot was completely blocked. great. i could get in, but what about when i have to leave? crappers. this leads me to panic, and start to plan how i could spend the night at the university, where i would sleep and what food places would be open so i could eat.

so i have never actually parked in the ag. building. not only am i now worried about how i am going to get out of this freaking parkade, but now i have no idea how to get up to the building i am trying to get to. so, i walk into this mysterious hallway with an elevator - and nothing else. but where are the buttons for the elevator? i mean, is it an elevator to nowhere? not quite. after some quick investigative work, I realize that the button is sneakily hidden. so i get into the creepy elevator and it takes me up to the main level. i then walk through the walkway from ag. to biology, through to a classroom that i will study in for the day. the whole way, my one shoe squeaking. as i sit down, i realize that i have no idea how to get back to my car. i should have left a trail of crumbs or something.

alas, i made it home in one peice. slightly smarter in regards to my studying - and also life skills. i learned that i can pull the elastic band out from inside my hair ties if i get bored enough and really want to.

enough. back to work, slacker. ps - good luck to tom brady today. who cares about the football, the boy is hot.