Ick.

Ho molto sonno, alora vado dormire.

(I'm very tired, so I'm going to go sleep.)

I think I know my shit. I think I'm in the right headspace for my Italian midterm tomorrow. I think I can do this.

So far, I've gotten an A in stats and an A- in Sociology of Cyberspace. I'm aiming for a B+ or higher in tomorrow's.

Okay. Have to leave the house in 7 hours.

Buona notte, tutti. Desidero buona fortuna domani! :)

(PS: note the icon. It's one I made last season when we saw Sydney in Alias living during her two forgotten years. She answers a cell phone with 'Pronto?' and I loved it. I still love it. And it is now my "I am talking about Italian crap" icon.)

Hey, hey.

It was all right.

I didn't get an A, but I'm pretty sure I didn't get lower than a B.

I caught a trick question, too.

I have Italian bleeding out my ears, now. I was trying to think of an English word earlier today, and kept coming up blank, because I had all these Italian words running through my brain.

Alora, ho un classe di matematico (well, statistics) in due minuti. Non desidero di allere, ma ho bisogno, perche io voglio avere una buona notte in la classe.

(So, I have a math class in two minutes. I don't want to go, but I have to, because I want a good mark in the class.)

Or something.

Tonight:

Home.
Nap.
Call client re: website.
Work on website.
Sleep at a (fairly) reasonable hour.
Library tomorrow afternoon/evening or some such.

Okay, I'm off.

Whee!

Pardon the spam, but I just got into class and I got my third assignment back. 90%, baby. Awwwwwww, yeaaaaaaah. And this was done before the midterm, so look, I'm improving!! :)

But I'm still tired.

:D

The best thing about not being so desperately poor as I was, oh, say, two months ago, is being able to call up my favourite restaurant in the world (St-Hubert's) and order a late dinner for myself.

Chicken, fries, sauce, and two (2!!) orders of creamy coleslaw are on their way here. :D