AOL makes the baby Jesus cry.

Was just about to write that this was the first time I'd been able to successfully get online for more than five minutes since I woke up this, err, afternoon, when AOL decided it would be hilarious to kick me offline again. We'll see if I make it through this entry without being beset by the urge to throw my computer out the window

Of course, I have very little to say, so the sheer shortness of this post might get me in under the wire of AOL's malicious sense of humor.

Um. Let's see. I finally got around to filling out my loan consolidation application like a responsible human being. I discovered that the birth control refill I brought home with me is actually empty, so now I'm on my spare patch--I may have to wake up early enough on Friday to get back to school before noon so I can get to UHS before they close and keep my cycle from getting all b0rked. Sometimes I really hate having a uterus. Nate and I are supposed to be getting together today sometime, but he still hasn't called me back yet. I suppose I'll eventually get off my ass and call him. The nerd party at Jason's yesterday was significantly less drunken than I had hoped, but much, much more nerdy. We're talking Lord of the Rings Trivial Pursuit here, people.

Ooh! This deserves a line to itself: Mary Kay (favorite high school English teacher, and in the top 3 English teachers I've had to date; also one of my favorite people of all time) is having a tea party at her house tomorrow. The prospect of a tea party with Mary Kay makes me happier than is perhaps entirely appropriate.

Okay, best post this before the AOL Gods decide to smite me again. Mom's gonna have an apoplexy on me if I don't come up with a bunch of books and clothes to donate, anyway, so i guess I should get on that.

Wow... hard to believe I'm really this boring.

I am an old woman.

Ow. Ow. Owowowowowow.

I was in the living room about an hour ago, dutifully gathering up books for my mother to donate, when I bent over to drop some books in a bag and was practically knocked over by this horrendous shooting pain in my lower back. I straightened up, slowly, and it mostly went away. Then, like an idiot, I bent over in exactly the same position. The shooting pain came back, and this time it didn't go away when I straightened up. An hour and a half, 800mgs of Motrin, some Icy-Hot-esque blue goo, and a lot of stumbling around and wincing later, and it still hasn't gone away.

I have a tea party to attend tomorrow, dammit! And Emery's annual Soup, Sledding, and Something-Else-That-Begins-With-S party is Tuesday, and I still have to see Nate and adam_oddfellow, not to mention my theoretical date with symphy, assuming that no more major plumbing disasters strike and I can, you know, walk.

Grrrrrr.

At least it happened now instead of a week from now. I can just imagine having to hobble my gimpy ass across campus in the 10 minutes we have between classes. Oy.

Boys suck. Throw rocks at them.

I want those socks. And a t-shirt. And maybe an LJ icon to match.

Bother.

Icon mission accomplished

Ta-daaaa!

I can see myself getting into this whole icon-making thing.

Hey reves_rouges, feel free to borrow at will. :)