Let me sleep!

My sis and I were having a discussion about guys and gals tonight. A humorous part of the convo occured when she said "This guy read my message but didn't write me back. What the fuck?" and I said "Dude probably read it, but was tired and went to sleep" and she couldn't wrap her mind around that. As a guy, it makes perfect sense, but not to girls at all. When a guy wants sleep, like WANTS sleep, not just a little tired, but like is feeling like he WANTS sleep NOW, there is nothing nor no one who is going to stand in his way. Doesn't matter who you are, what you want, or what you're offering, sleep is going to win. That's just how it works, don't question it.

The Red Sox game yesterday was a fuckin' blowout but today was close and was a really dramatic win and a very awesome game. Thanks, Trotsky!

Tomorrow's a busy day. Gotta get an inspection scheduled, go do it, register for classes at noon, and then go to a music rehearsal later on. Since I have to drive to Davis, I'm going to spend time with Lacy so that will relieve much of the pain-in-the-ass feeling I'm going to have a lot of the day, because she's always really nice to see and always chills me out because yeah, she makes me happy. I have no idea what we're going to do, but maybe she'll think of something good. Yeah, I'm not the decision maker in the relationship...But I'm not trippin' about the other stuff. It should be pretty cool. I tried to schedule the damn inspection today. I called twice, once at around 2, again at around 4 and both times I got the answering machine:

"You have reached the after hours emergency line for Le Tournesol Apartments. If this is an emergency, dial 911. If you have a question about an apartment, please call between the regular business hours: Monday through Friday from 9-5"

I can think of at least 3 things wrong with this answering machine. And I called at 2 and 4. Must have been one hell of a lunch break. Not like I never had problems with this before! All I can say is if during the inspection she gripes at all, I'm gonna just say "Look. This place was a shithole when we moved in. Technically it still is, but I'm leaving this place NICER than when I first moved in." And she'll just have to suck on that, cause what the fuck is she gonna do? Kick me out? Whatever.

Eh, I'm tired. Bedtime.

Fall Into the Gap

My schedule for Fall Quarter has so many damn gaps it's ridiculous.

Monday:
HIS 17B 10-11
BIS 101 2-4

Tuesday:
HIS 17B 9-10
HIS 9B 12-1:30
PSC 131 3-4:30

Wednesday:
HIS 17B 10-11
HIS 9B 1-2
BIS 101 2-4

Thursday:
HIS 9B 12-1:30
PSC 131 3-4:30

Friday:
HIS 17B 10-11

I guess I'm gonna either be a lot of time in the library (napping that is). Pretty much a huge gap in every single day. Total gap time: 10 hours. 10 hours a week I'm spending BETWEEN classes. Bleh. I really didn't have a choice. And taking these classes beats that horrible evolution and that joke of a writing class I would've had to take. At least I've got that going.

Off to Davis.