Once upon a time...

After a weekend with my sorority that went far better than could have been expected, I wake up this morning feeling like road kill. I skipped my Digital Illustration class and went back to bed (after checking my email). Then I get up to get ready for Word and Image only to find my Internet is not working. Looks like Senor Compy will once again be spending a few days with the Resnet Helpdesk to get rid of whatever virus that MTSU's crappy security let through this time. You know, if the stupid MTSU computer people would just let me use my own virus protection software, this wouldn't happen. I hate them. Grr.

I am battling my uterus... and the uterus is winning. Owwww.

In other news, I tried to watch The Dresden Files... And by "tried," I mean that I downloaded it on YouTube, watched less than a minute of it, and shut it off. The vibe was all wrong, and the dude playing Harry has very obviously been listening to the audio books, if you know what I mean. I didn't think I could sit through an hour of forced dialogue. I'm so depressed now that I'm really glad I went out yesterday to Hastings and bought "Dead Beat." I need to have it around since I'm almost finished with "Blood Rites." Oh, and I also got teeny little book for $5 that has two CDs and the complete libretto with translations of "The Marriage of Figaro." It's my favourite opera, next to "The Magic Flute."

I've got a lot of work to do today, mostly sorority stuffles, like finishing up the design of our new newsletter, sending out an e-mail about the new scholarship policies, and completing our posters for Recruitment. Gah. Too much! I have seven chairs! 7! Yet, I still manage to remain on the Dean's List while some others barely scrape by with one chair and keeping off academic probation. Is a 2.5 GPA too much to ask? Apparently so, according to many sisters who are now no longer with us currently, and they tell me that having a 3.8 GPA is "not having my priorities in order." *prays to the academic gods to make my sorority sisters actually do their homework and go to class*

Dear Miss Homecoming Chair,
Just got your email, and you know what? Fuck you and the BMW you drove in on. Yes, it is mandatory that we have 30 hours, but for you to ask us to have 100? That's fucking ridiculous. I have about 10 homecoming hours so far. I'm taking 21 hours of class, plus holding down a job, while still managing to do as much as I can for the sorority. Oh, and how many hours do you have? As of yesterday, NONE! And why is that? Because you buggered off to Europe the week before Homecoming! I don't want to hear any self-righteous bullshit from you. I don't have a car, you sod. I don't have time to hunt down a ride to a house out in the middle of nowhere to work on the ugly ass float. And how dare you ask me to go into a frat house that is notorious for its heavy drinking and groping, late at night, by myself! You can go fuck a stump for all I care.
-Savvy

My sorority's been having some problems. LOTS of them in fact. Our founding sisters had to come in the other night and help us (and by us I mean a collective in-the-right group who contacted the founding sisters for help because the "them" empire was taking over and forcing us out). They told "them" how things should be and how badly the "them" group has screwed up over the past year. I really appreciate the founding sisters help. Maybe now some of my sorority sisters will take down those drunken pictures of themselves from Myspace whie they are wearing their sorority letters. Don't suck, sorority, please, because I would hate to have to quit you.