Do You Know What Time It Is?

I do! If you hear gleeful giggling, don't be alarmed. That would be me. I got out of class tonight, and then WHAM! Spring Break was upon me. It was magically delicious, I tell you. Truly a wonderful feeling. I spent the whole evening working out a few character histories. No schoolwork involved.

Now, tomorrow I still need to grade, and of course, there are all those projects that show up right after the week of bliss, but that's all beside the point. Tomorrow I sleep in. That's right. Setting my alarm for 10 AM. Wow oh wow will my life be wonderful.

The whole lot of us are having a dinner/movie occasion to celebrate the commencement of Bliss Week 05, and then it's off to New Mexico. Yea! We have an atlas. We're getting E's car totally checked out tomorrow. We'll be buying travel food (E wants pop tarts... whatever), and scrounging around for hotels in the area. Oh what fun!

To top it off, the most amazing thing happened to my living room. It ... well, it got cleaned, organized, rearranged (again), and ... it looks utterly different, in the best way possible. I needed some help getting rid of stuff, so E became the surrogate mom. "Do you use that? Will you ever? Toss it. NOW." We even shredded all the old receipts. I have two (2!) empty white boxes, more floor space than I recall since the original move-in, and I can see the desk! All of it!

I just know you're all as excited about this as I am, but alas, I must cut this short to tell you the best piece of news yet.

After this brief sucky moment in my life: I got the poetry paper back from the Bastard. He wrote for the grade that it was a B+, which would have to be rewritten. This would not have T-ed me off, as I was expecting something less, but he wrote in parentheses after this that it was a very high B+, and would have been an A, except that he really wanted to see me rewrite it. What a bastard. At least I didn't get NC (no credit). That would have been much, much worse.

Back to good things. It's Bliss Week, after all, and I'm entitled to happiness, dammit.

I received another paper tonight. It was from the prof I desperately want to please since he's a genius and it must rub off after a class or two with him. He has a grading system of check, check plus, check minus. I've gotten all checks on my papers thus far, until this night. I got a fricken check plus! That's an A! He wrote good things on my paper. He said I had a real idea. He told me I was onto something here, and put "!?!?!" behind it. I quoted that from the paper. I now have two viable ideas to develop for monster paper from hell class three. If I can just run with them, I can do it. I have hope.

And that's my life tonight. I'm a little scatterbrained, quite a bit too cheerful for the normal sarcastic entry, and excited about life. It's rare, folks, so I'm going to go enjoy this feeling.

End.