Carpal tunnel and frozen ears

People have been asking me what I'd like for Christmas. I've finally figured out what I need.

A pup tent.

"But you don't go camping!" you say.

That's true. However, if conditions do not improve at school (translation: if my professors don't start letting up on the papers and take home essay exams), I am going to need to sleep over in the library at school.

I've already decided that the government documents section (the "gov docs" for us library nerds) is the perfect place to pitch a tent (insert sexual joke here) because nobody ever goes there.

I'd need to do this because I get my best work done at duPont-ball. Last night I was at the library for two hours (9:30-11:30); today I was there on my lunch hour and then for nearly five hours (6:15 to 11:00) in the evening to work on the dreaded Rhetoric paper (which isn't so dreaded after all; it's coming out pretty well. I am a little over halfway done). It's a wonder my fingers haven't fallen off from typing so much in such a short amount of time, though!

In other news, the weather here is close to frigid. I wore my "library outfit" tonight (jeans, a sweatshirt, and a baseball cap), but on the walk back to the dorm, my ears were so cold they were actually numb. It's times like these I wish I had hair. I also wish that earmuffs would be in style because let's face it, as much as I long for warm ears during these chilly December nights, I wouldn't be caught dead in a pair of earmuffs, the dorkiest accessory ever, unless everyone else was wearing them.

I realize that the last statement makes me the dictionary definition of a conformist, but that's the way the cookie crumbles.

Other thoughts:

• Doing dishes is easily the most deplorable chore ever. I need one of these:
  
  
  


• Today was the last Ethics class I will ever have to take, and that fills me with oodles of joy
  
• I am actually looking forward to Stress-Free zone this year, mainly because I do not have to serve food to ungrateful students


• PET PEEVE: There is a boy at school who always rubs my head without asking. Nothing pisses me off more. Seriously. I am not a freaking Buddha for Christ's sake. Really, what is the point of that?


• Speaking of hair, I am excited the the stuff on my head is growing in, but I wish my legs would stay bare. I'd forgotten how much I don't like shaving. Luckily, though, this is prime long-pant-wearing weather, so maybe I can go another month sans razors.
  
• I'm majorly jazzed about the 97 that I got on my Public Relations final.
  
• Today there were Evangelists on campus passing out miniature Bibles. I got asked by TWO of them if I wanted one. I declined, of course, as Eminem was blasting on my iPod. The irony astounds me.