match.com

the concrete at school is very, very shiny when it's sunny and beautiful outside, because it's been shellac'd. this makes for pretty quads and walkways when the days are nice, but on rainy days, like today, it is terrifying to walk around campus. i was forced to walk on the brick inlays as much as i could, for some kind of traction. i hate that.

i've decided that i love online personals. love them. i've already discussed how i created studentlove.com and match.com profiles in fits of craze in the middle of the night last week, but i don't think i've yet mentioned how amazing they are. i haven't done anything on match.com, with the exception of creating the most insane profile of all time, and i've been viewed 200 times in the past two days. obviously, i'm expecting absolutely nothing from a 38-year-old plastic surgeon from florida, but it's way hilarious to read the messages i get, especially those trying to dissect the ridiculous name i gave myself. my three-day free subscription ends tomorrow, and i'm going to be very, very sad when that happens. how else will i distract myself from my real life?

my fundamentals of learning and behavior midterm was this afternoon, and i think i did fine. it was so tropical in the lecture hall that my glasses fogged up. seriously.

i'm currently waiting for a call from lina, in response to my message that i have to cancel on her tonight. i hate having to do that. we were supposed to go see another free movie at melnitz, but i got a totally unexpected phone call from my great-aunt, who is down in westwood, and who had already made dinner reservations. i'm really excited to see her, but i feel shiesty for bailing on lina. sad.