I want Joss Whedon's career. Sure, I know it's frustrating having various TV networks mess around with you and your shows, but do you know what he's going to do after Angel ends? He's going to work on an X-men comic. Oh to be able to jump around like he can.


In other news, I'm irritated at my Spanish teacher (again). I e-mailed him asking to know my participation grade because I'm obsessive like that. The response I get includes the statement that I rarely speak in class. BS! I have jumped out of my comfort zone and spoken just about every class...more than the majority of the rest of the class. AHHHHHHHHH!

So, to receive my ideal grade, I'd need to score higher on the final exam than I've scored on anything else in the class. Evil badness. Repeat after me: Michele's GPA is screwed-o!

I'm still working on the Rights of Women, very slow work. But on the plus side, I've gained a new expression: "Unmanly immoral system." I need to finish it though...lots of other studying to be done.

Tonight is the last night with my precious loft. Tomorrow it's back to a bunk bed. Sigh. I'll miss the loft. Double sigh. The semester is ending. I won't miss Spanish.