"It's gon' be a good day, Tater."

I swung by the burrow on my way from OChem this afternoon to get some Starbucks; sipping my white chocolate mocha, I walked through the snow and actually loved my life. You know, sometimes you just have a really tiring week (or two, or three, or four)... and it takes a little snow to make it better.

I should have left town long ago, but I have to take care of some housing crap. Basically, they decided to totally disregard my signature stating that Jared and I would be the only residents of a triple room and thought they were going to stick a third person in here. Um, yeah, I think not. As soon as their meeting lets out we will certainly be taking care of that.

They actually managed to get the water fixed late yesterday afternoon; rather surprising, if I do say so myself. It's almost as if the administration actually cares about their students... what a heartwarming thought!