#99

I am sitting in class bored out of my mind. This class is harder and harder to come to every week. Its all theory about managing collections. I guess I don’t see the point in having to learn all this theory. I’d rather just do hands on activities. Those are way more fun.

I am a bit perturbed that I cannot connect to the internet in this building. I mean its the Information Science building. The very first one that had wireless on Pitt’s campus but they are doing some maintenance and joining two systems together which leaves me wirelessless. Even though the lady taping our class sitting in front of me on her laptop is getting the internet and checking her e-mail and searching google for those chemistry sets you give little kids which they use to blow up the garage on so many sit-coms. Its not fair! I want my internet. Hasn’t that become a basic human right yet?

Today they are filming the graduation scene for the remake of the Sorority Row movie on campus. Its supposed to be on Forbes which is the street I take to get to school. I am not looking forward to any delays this might cause. But I am looking forward to possibly seeing Rumer Willis or Audrina Patridge. It would be a dream come true, kinda. Or really just an opportunity to snark on them.

Not much has happened in the last few days. I have watched an enormous amount of CSI. I bought a new t-shirt. I had some hard cider. I went to the Carnegie Natural History Museum and the Carnegie Art Museum. There were cool and I got in free. I talked to Cogene and it could be any day now. She got a new iPod and that makes me insanely jealous. I mean a baby and a new mp3 player. What more could a girl want?

The cook at work is taking his citizenship test today? or next Monday? I don’t quite remember. But I know he got the letter with the date. I think its so cool. Once he passes, he’s going to bring his wife over from Morocco. I wonder what his girlfriends will think about it.

Guys, I am having major issues with the cold in that I am overreacting to any temperature under 60. I layer and grab mittens and fret over the fact that I have NO snow boots in Pennsylvania. I have no idea where this is coming from. I mean I’ve dealt with winter my entire life but for some reason I feel utterly unprepared for it.