I'm not feeling well today. I think my dairy tolerance is getting a lot worse...I used to be able to sustain a whole ice cream cone....now I have problems with just one slice of cheese on a sandwich.

Other than that I'm doing fantastic. I only have two classes today and I just started the first one. After them, I have nothing left to do before I leave tomorrow morning for Marshall town, Iowa. I was dreading it, but now I'm excited, I need a break.

Today is my mother's birthday. I made her a kick as present...it took over five hours to do, which is a big deal for all of you who know me and my lack of patience for anything. Maybe I'll be able to upload it on here.

Oh snap the Carolingian period....the middle ages were cool....I want a sword.

I want lotion.

The only reason I do these journal things is to keep me awake during this Art History class.

Ugh, those kids with their books out, writing everything Doc Hoff says down, pretending to pay attention make me sick....well I was sick to begin with so I guess that doesn't matter.

Contrary to popular belief, I am in a damn good mood, just tired.....which means here comes the sarcasm.

I really love life, I'm happy. Although it is getting colder, which sucks, but I keep telling myself it could be a lot worse, I could being living in Aberdeen, lol.

Well I'm gonna go, I'm getting too lazy to type and I'm sure you are all sick of listening to my every thought so I say to you Adieu.

PS: FYI I do not care how long it took a monk to create a decorative page for one of the gospels