happy girl's day to you. i would say the best present of the day was this email i just got from my math professor announcing the cancellation of class tomorrow night, but Eugene's Brother would kill me. or take back the Dr. Seuss book he left on my car last night to surprise me this morning. in the spirit of hinamatsuri he also gave me two flowers, made lunch, cooked dinner, and drew me a picture. so i guess i'd better not call the e-mail my favorite present.

hey, this means if i finish my work tonight i can go to a mardi gras party tomorrow! theoretically. being able to clean my room would thrill me as much.

uknow, re: 645 in the subject line almost gave me an attack. maybe she hated my literature report, or she's wondering why i am three weeks behind on my portfolio, or she thinks i'm a dunce and she feels it's her duty to talk me out of summer intensive. honestly this is the worst time of the term to be missing class for any reason. it's that time where the option of procrastination is slowly but surely dissolving, but i keep watching it like i can't believe it's going to be gone ... any ... second ... now ...

a full day till lent. if memory serves me correctly, i failed miserably last year at my attempt to abstain from red meat for the entire 40 days. that was the first time i screwed up (if i am remembering correctly.) even the year i gave up soda i managed ok except for this one sip of 7up at the Tong spring banquet which was an absentminded mistake. the first year i did no red meat i did fine. the year i did no french fries (french fries may be trivial now but that particular time they were a major food group for me) i did great except, as d likes to remind me still, i ate bacon cheddar potato wedges at jack in the box ONE TIME because i thought, well they're not called french fries.

so this year, i'm trying a vegetaran diet. girls at work already told me which veg patties are good, how not to waste away or blow up like a whale, etc., and that i will love it so much i'll never go back. sure. well, it's only 40 days, right? and funnily enough, a lot of junk food doesn't contain meat. hm.

i should go do some work now. i really want to sleep but i'm very fearful that she will suddenly feel better and cancel the cancellation and then won't i be up shit creek?