We're gonna live, live, live in my FALLOUT shelter

It's about two degrees in my room and I've broken the smoke detector trying to get it to stop beeping. Both of these problems must be remedied by Jason, who won't answer his phone.

Thanks, Capt. Landlord. Thanks a lot. I really like the whole "freezing to death in the frozen wasteland of my own bedroom."

I did not sleep last night, rather spent time talking to another author online and helping her with her story and keeping her company. I thought I'd get a lot done, but I...uh...didn't, really. Although I didn't feel hideously tired, which was nice.

Just COLD.

Fuckin'...

I'm thinking I will drop that religion class, which means that I won't have class on Friday, which is terrifying and startling to me, and of course I worry that it means this will turn into the spring semester of freshman year or something and my brain will explode and AAAH. Fears of regression are so much fun for everyone all the time.

My reborn Aoshi/Misao kick is going pretty well, and gives me something to do with my free time.

Chenya and I were going to make Valentines this weekend, I have to reserve a room for my ExCo, and auditions are next week. What a busy little world!

Too bad all I can do is huddle under two comforters with my dolls. Brrrrrrr.

Megan, I heard something weird from Bam about the JET situation? Enlighten me? Are you taking care of my Lipschun?

Murr.

Oh, and Aki and Tomoko got their presents, and they were so happy. Aki said "本当にうれしかった、うれしすぎてちょっと泣きそうだった。" which makes me just feel awesome. Also I wanted to copy that and put it here so I could always see it. I miss them.

Stupid Japan.