My toast sings to me. You all wish your toast sang to you, but it doesn't! Mine does. This makes my toast much cooler than your toast. If you want to have cool toast, too, then you'll either have to get my toaster or come and eat my toast (this is sort of an open invitation; just don't show up unannounced).
Also, classes have officially started. And I got into Church History! You quite possibly have no idea how happy this makes me. We're learning about Brigham Young, John Taylor, Wilford Woodruff, and Lorenzo Snow this semester and I'm reading a 300+ page biography on Wilford Woodruff for the class, too (although I haven't started it yet, but I plan to start it real soon and not be all procrastinatey about it because I read a conference talk yesterday about procrastination and it was all inspiring and stuff-at least temporarily). It's just going to be really amazing.
I am also taking Bio 100 and may possibly die because of that, but I figured I needed at least one challenging class this semester, and that was the lucky candidate of the draw. Other classes include a Student Development course (which I think is on study habits, but I can't remember for sure; I'll find out this evening when I go to it), a class on LDS Temples (which should be amazing) and a home entrepreneurship class which I also am really excited about right now. Hopefully Dragon Lady's brother will find it in his heart to let me add the photography class that I'm wanting as well, even though he doesn't know me (but I need to email him about it first).
I have no class on Fridays and plenty of time to get a job and work during the week. Am also excited about this aspect and happen to be in the process of submitting an application for a job that I reallyreally want as I type this. I even feel qualified for the position, which is a good thing.
Meanwhile, it is still really cold here and there has been more weather in the form of snow lately, but my internet works again (after 5 days of not working) and we are all very happy about this.
But now I must go eat lunch and get ready for the day and finish this job application up so that I can be employed and pay myself back for that $900 I took out of my savings account when I purchased the Baby (aka computer). It will be a good thing to have a job. It will give me much to do in the daytime, which I should think I'd enjoy. Work is good. I like work. The end.
"I think I know how it is to be grown up; it's when you feel how someone feels that isn't you." -Frances Griffiths