A brief (not really) synopsis of the past three days.

Friday: After receiving last minute notice, I attended an all-day conference in DC with my boss. I began the day by squeezing my car into an impossibly small parking spot that was located farther from the Metro station than my apartment itself. After purchasing my SmartTrip card, I tried repeatedly to shove it into the farecard slot on the entrance turnstile, until a kind woman behind me noted my complete ignorance and sweetly told me to just swipe my card over the enormous, glowing SmartTrip icon on the top of the turnstile. Right.The conference was actually rather informative, although I chewed an entire pack of bubblegum and drank two cups of coffee, one glass of water, and two bottles of Diet Coke in hopes that satisfying my oral fixation would also somehow prevent death by boredom. My boss played with his Blackberry and periodically scribbled illegible notes that probably said ...continue reading.

We got your school spirit right here, bitch!

What exactly is our mascot, anyways? And who the hell named it Gunston? Was every other name taken?Nonetheless, I am proud of my school's team, and I will be cheering them on from my living room this weekend. Even I can't resist the appeal of THE FINAL FOUR, BABY!

Fifteen Minutes of Shame

In the past seventy-two hours I have gotten about nine hours of sleep. As of this morning when I left for school to rush off to an exam, I was completely exhausted, my clothes were rumpled, and I had not had time to wash my hair. (I have washed my hair religiously everyday since an incident involving being described as a ferret, but I could not afford to take time away from studying for basic hygiene.) Needless to say, I was not looking my best.So naturally, when I was in the campus bookstore along with probably seven hundred Patriots fans, a crew from The Today Show approached me for an interview. I know virtually nothing about basketball, I am generally lacking in school spirit, and I have never been to a Mason athletic event, so clearly, I was an excellent choice for an interviewee.It was not my finest hour. I ...continue reading.

Procrastination.

I have three chapters worth of finance homework due online at midnight tonight. Naturally, I have waited until today to start reading the chapters and doing the associated homework. I estimate that it will be about five hours worth of work, but I vowed that I would begin diligently the moment I awakened:5:34 am: Aisha begins barking and crying to get on the bed. I heave her onto the bed, she steps on my face, walks over Paul's head, and jumps back down to the floor.7:22 am: Kobe and Aisha begin fighting. Loudly.7:45 am: I go insane, leap out of bed, throw Aisha into her crate in the living room, and shut the bedroom door to drown out the howling.8:38 am: The howling becomes too much to bear. I get out of bed and sit down at my laptop to read the news and check my email.9:46 am: I do ...continue reading.