  Did I mention I love the Decembrists? Since we have no school on Friday (huzzah for Teaching Improvement! ) I will sit around and listen, listen, listen to Her Majesty the Decembrists . Something is wrong with my immune system. Just when I think I’m fine, when I begin get a little happy, my immune systems kicks me in the head and laughs.
It’s strange the weird things you notice when you’re sick. I never noticed how much snot my body could produce. I have it in limitless supply. I am disgusting, tired mess. Joey has been being his typically careless, reckless, mean self this week. Robin and my dream-fantasy of running away to Omaha is becoming more and more idealistic. I’m not exactly sure what I would do there, but I do know it would be an awful lot better than anything here.
Grrrr. Maybe its school that seems to be weighing me down. My classes are unbelievably easy this quarter, a stark contrast to first semester’s disastrous run. I honestly thought once I dropped that English class that I would feel significantly happier. Now I just feel very, very stupid. Or maybe it’s just that IAMSOTIREDRIGHTNOW. I wonder if there is a black market for sleeping medication.
There probably is one of some sort in bigger cities, but likely not here. I watched a full ten minuets of the Grammys last night, just long enough to see the Beatle’s tribute and John Mayer presenting an award. Secretly, I wish I would have seen the ‘Hey Ya’ performance. I may not be a hip hop fan, but I most certainly am a fan of that song. It’s ice cold, after all. Affectionately… Anna 
