Ice Storm ’10
We’re getting an ice storm right now. The power hasn’t gone out, but it flickered a few times, so I thought I’d update before all hell broke loose and just let everyone know that if you don’t see me for a few days, call me. If a month goes by, call the police; it means I’m dead from taking away the Seconal.
I will say that I love watching the ice through the orange barf glow of the street lamps. The glittering is so calming. To make matters better, the University is closed tomorrow, but I still have to get up and do an assignment, and then email it back to my professor. “Just because the University is giving you a day off doesn’t mean that I am. Anyone who doesn’t turn in the assignment by 9:50am tomorrow morning will have their final grade lowered a whole letter grade.” Wow. I log in to get the assignment, and it’s not there, so I email the professor. This is what I got back:
“Why do you students not talk to each other? I am NOT UPLOADING THE FILE UNTIL 9AM. YOU MUST BE AWAKE AND READY TO DOWNLOAD IT BY 9:05AM BECAUSE AFTER THAT, I WILL PULL THE DOWNLOAD!
And print out a copy and do a hard copy to bring to class on Monday. We’re behind schedule already.”
Geeze, teach, did they take away your mental pills or something? He’s the third person to give me a hard time today. I think it’s time to go slink off and take my meds and get to bed.






Jamie aka: The being known as Wonder Girl, 30, mother of four, wife to one, she is a senior biomedicine student who is learning to fit in in the world around her. After nearly three decades on this planet, she still doesn't know where she belongs. Best friend of Matt, sarcastic, spoiled, apathetic, kutie brat, babe. Just your average woman, living in a not-so-average world, surviving by her incredible super power of being able to see right through you while
accomplishing more tasks than you ever thought imaginable. She is the being known as Wonder Girl and she is speaking, I believe. More? Aren't you brave!




















