Hustle, bustle, books, you know.

It's December.
School is almost over and the deluge of exams have rushed into the halls of my esteemed university. Luckily, I have only one "serious" exam, which takes place tomorrow. (It's my Jane Austen love affair class).
But I'm happy the semester is over, cuz it's been a killer. Next semester will probably be equally as painful, but not more. I'll knock out the tough COMS classes and electives next semester, and all I'll have left is Bivle 110, an internship, Media Law, Prof. Communications, and my remaining practicum. Real life is so close.

Though I've been reading a lot, Christmas break is when I get to hunker down and improve my vocab. on the subject of my choice. AKA I go to Library and check out books I've been waiting all semester for. Welcome to Nerd City. You'd think I'd had my fill of books.
After reading Fast Food Nation I can't even look at a French fry.
And after reading Jane Austen's canon, I don't want to touch a classic.
So I'll probably read the remainder of Lemony Snickets books. Go ahead. Judge me. See if I care.
I will read A Prayer for Owen Meany (because a wise man told me too).
And catch up on comic books, and useless trivia.

Only a mere two days. Or is it three? eh.

So this weekend I traveled to the colonial lands with the fam.  It's been nice. I've done some reading, found some articles for my research paper(which is due MONDAY by the by), and caught up on Lost. I finished season two, and can I just say I love it. I need to watch season three now.

Enough googling over TV. Today I plan to meet up with Jessica for some coffee and conversation. Then do some colonial exploring. I just need to beware of squirrels.

But you may be wondering why I am here sitting here in the hotel with McDonalds and typing this story. Because I want to.

Actually the real answer is my parents left me here. Thanks parents. 

Oh, and it's 47 degrees outside, and I love it.