Coffee is good

I just nearly died in my english class because I decided I didn't need coffee this morning. A mistake I hopefully will never commit again. Jen wants me to post about my dinner last night. I boiled yams then mashed them all up then put cheese on them and cooked them a little to make the cheese all soft and gooey and when I left to go sit in the living room and study while eating I put a dishtowel over them so Spike wouldn't get into them. So anyhoo, I come back to add my dirty dish to the pile around my sink and what is the little gremlin doing? He's sitting ontop of the dishtowel, mushing the cheese into the towel and upon further inspection, yams are oozing over the side of the dish to make way for his little kitten gremlin weight. I was so mad at him! He knew it and dashed ontop of the cupboards, the only spot I can't get him. He was up there for awhile. Gremlin. And funny enough, I realized I've been going about school all wrong. Don't expect good grades, like A's, cause then if you get a B, you get really upset; expect really bad grades like C's and then when you get an A, you are completely hysterical! (I keep on confirming my dork status, ala-Lisa, Florence, and I getting our group paper back and after weeks of complaining bitterly about it, with tension growing, flip to the back page where we see an 'a minus' written on it, and we all scream at the same time and start hugging, note this is while the rest of the class is still in attendence looking at their papers.) So yeah, finally some good stuff. Now I feel better about my stupid b midterm in english and I feel more confident about going and seeing the prof about it and improving my writing or what have you. Well, class starts soon so I should mosey on down. The homework assignment was brutual, but I did all the forumlas right, whether or not I came up with the right answer is another thing (this is stats). Here I go. Leone.