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So I’m cleaning my room. I’ve been looking forward to this for much of the semester - finally being done with classes, so I can clean my damn room.

Also, I have a friend coming over today.

Last night, I was all “WHAT THE SHIT, WHY AM I SO NERVOUS!?” because I really shouldn’t be nervous about cleaning and having a friend over.

Then I realized I’d had two gigantic mugs of coffee during rehearsal, when usually I only have one small one.

CURSE YOU, BAILEY’S MUDSLIDE CREAMER! (Finally another flavored creamer that agrees with the coffee concentration the Keurig likes to brew. Downsides? It’s not non-dairy, so it makes my guts unhappy. Also, more than a small cup of coffee makes me jumpy and nervous about fuck all.)

And I’m waiting for my last grade to go in. Right now they look like:

Chinese: A+
Philosophy: A-
History: B+

I was hoping for straight As, but given that I lucked out with both my Chinese and History grades, I’m not complaining. They have weird participation and absence policies. I was supposed to have been docked like 10-12 points off my final grade in Chinese for absences, but I think my professor gave me enough extra credit to combat it. And I was absent a fair amount in History, but I always did my work, and it was always B+ to A quality, so he may not have given me as crappy a participation grade as I thought he would. This also means I crushed it on my final. Same with Philosophy. My grade was sitting at an 88.9% for like a week, and the only way it could have gone up to an A- is if I crushed it on the final paper.

See how I’m writing a lot? I had too much coffee again. BECAUSE THE BAILEY’S MUDSLIDE CREAMER IS SO DELICIOUS.

Oh dear Jesus.

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So from the “My textbooks are worth LESS than nothing to me now” realization, I started hounding for craft ideas.

I found a couple I like, and I’ll finally be able to get SOMETHING out of these damn textbooks. This is about the only situation where I’d be okay destroying a book - when updated versions have killed $60+ in resale value. (What really pisses me off is when it’s a history book. WTF changed since last semester that you HAD to put in? Or a 101 Science book.)

I collect antique books - they’re beautiful, they look classy, and they smell great. (Used/antique book smell is my FAVORITE smell.)

But I’m looking at all of these crafts people posted on Pinterest, and there’s one common thread.

They’re all antique books. Or sheet music.

DO YOU ASSHOLES READ?!?!? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO SUCH A BEAUTIFUL BOOK!??! AND SHEET MUSIC IS EXPENSIVE, DAMN IT!

Sorry. Rant over.

The smells wafting through the house concern me. I’m getting “something is burning” and “lots of chemicals” smells through the vents.

I thought installing Air Conditioners would smell less dangerous?

Le sigh.

I’ve reached that inevitable point where one of the textbooks I have absolutely no need for anymore is worthless.

Let’s add it to the stack. I’ll probably end up finding some funky craft to do with all my textbooks that I would have to pay for shipping to fucking DONATE to a textbook site.

I’m all - “Fuck that. I’m gonna find some clever thing to do with a glue gun and be done with it.”

I could easily tack fabric or leather onto the covers with some cardboard and make floating bookshelves.

Also, my Facebooks is broken. It’s like my computer spontaneously decided it didn’t even want to try to load it.

OMFG.

Sara Bareilles, you magical creature.

Just got Manhattan and Root Down download links. I got Brave a couple of weeks ago. Seriously, I fall in love with you all over again every single time I hear a new song.

It’s just unfair.

My room smells all pretty…

Went to visit a friend from high school over the weekend, and she works at a Pier 1. We bought a bunch of stuff to help her store make its sales goal for the day, so I’ve got pretty-smelling candles and a new reed diffuser. I really liked one of their seasonal smells “Tropical Orchard”. It smells like the “Thai Dragonfruit” Febreeze I like to use. :D