You don’t own me.

I’d like to start out today’s post by wishing a very Happy Birthday to Prop Ninja. Congrats, you’re a grown-up now. Get a job, you bum. Be sure to wish her a happy one as well.

As predicted, my little nudge yesterday was all Furious Jessy needed to finish up a post she’d been sitting on. You can find it here.

And, sadly, West Brom lost 0-1 to Stoke City yesterday. At home. It was pitiful. Maybe we’re just saving up all of our doogies in order to beat the shit out of Man United on the 29th. Or maybe we just got cocky and played for crap.

As I said in yesterday’s post, I got to spend the majority of my day yesterday in class. It was a pretty good class day. For one, we ended up finishing the material early, so I was home by 4 instead of 5, which was nice. But, I also managed to get on the wait list for the last class I have to take. Literally, the last one. I have to take it last. After everything else. It is required by my degree plan that it be last. So, I’m pretty much in. I also, (deep breath), submitted my application for graduation. Yeah, shit just got real. I am already making my Lego wishlist for my graduation money. Death Star, here I come.

After class, I came home and continued the reorganization of Holliday Island 2.0. When Pancake Land was here, it was settled that the furniture is now officially mine, so that presented me with the challenge of resetting up the house. But, I’ve been really busy with school lately, so that has been neglected until now. I had originally planned on doing most of the rearranging during my Grismas break, but I quickly realized that I have put off a lot of things for then. Also, I easily talked the Rev. Dark Wombat into helping me move some of the bigger pieces of furniture, once I phrased it as a substitution for going to the gym.

The living room is almost complete. That just leaves the front room, the creepy cat/art bedroom, and the office to finish. The office is going to be the roughest one to do, so I’ll do that last. It will involve taking down my current office completely, swapping desks around, and then reassembling the office differently than before and with the new server in it. How many screens will my desk have on it? The current forecast is up to 4. Not bad for a person who thinks technology is a sentient evil race come to bring humanity to its knees. Lately, though, I can’t help but root for the machines. I mean, have you been to WalMart* recently? That’s all the encouragement I needed to switch teams.

Speaking of doing something other than typing at you, I’m going to go do a little bit more reorganization and a possible shower before class. I hope you get to go outside and enjoy this ridiculously beautiful and warm weekend. What’s left of it anyway. More soon. ~SC