ahhh, a good tuesday night

hmm. comfy jammies, fan on, warm in the room and just envisioning myself asleep.

Had a productive but slow day.

Stayed up until 2am last night working on my CW1 class, got some good stuff done.
Then, worked at the front desk - basically did my RA stuff for two hours.
Came back to my room and worked straight from noon until 4pm when D got home. He had to work at the lab, so I followed him down there and did the last of my classroom work (they are ALL set now!).
Ate dinner with D and then holed myself up back in my room with my Lit Crit paper - which has been approved! Yippee!
Worked on that outline until 9pm.
Went to staff meeting from 9-11pm
got back, got ready for bed and was about to close my curtain when 'lo and behold, there is a huge penis drawn out in the crystal snow.

Now, there is a back story to this - last night a few rowdy residents were bored and i suggested going out and playing in the snow. One of them likes to draw naughty things everywhere and we teased him about it. And so, (I should have known) he said he'd make something naughty and i told him to go do it. (I was tired and would have agreed to almost anything that didn't involve the floor and he jumping off the walls hehe)

So, I guess he made good on that promise. I took pictures. :)

Now, I am going to go to bed - even if I shouldn't (so much work), I am going to anyway. I feel like a lump of clay with a piece of wire shoved into the middle to MAKE it sit up straight, but the clay is slowly being pulled away to leave a large gap between the wire and the clay - making it ... oh hell, that metaphor is just not working.

Ok, let's say I am this ventriloquist doll.. and my master has been putting his hand.... no....

uhhh... I feel, look, and sound like crap. There.