It's technically Thursday....right?

Figured I'd stick to one post a day. But hey, it's Thursday, right? 40 minutes in, but what the heck.

I was falling asleep and felt the need to blog about something. I kinda feel like I'm unappreciated at times - like everyone is glad to see others that they haven't seen in a while but nobody's ever glad to see me because I'm always around. Unless, y'know, someone needs me for something. Or I'm doing something for them. Like baking. I like baking. (oh god, the grammar police are going to be all over this) But yeah, I just wish sometimes that I'd get those excited responses when people see me. But I guess I should have expected this when I went out and met like everybody in the freaking building within a week of moving in. Ah well. That was kind of fun though, meeting everyone.

So, bah. Sadness/seriousness over.

Ultimate frisbee today killed the back of my right leg. The muscles keep twitching like my leg is going to have a seizure or something...which is kinda scary, and keeps me awake as I'm trying to sleep. So, leg, if you could stop doing that, that would be great. Also, this nickname thing - not working out for me. See, everyone on ultimate gets a nickname, and mine is currently "E-Hall". IT'S WHERE I FREAKING WORK PEOPLE, NOT THAT AMAZING. It's the only way the frisbee guys remembered/knew me, so that became my nickname. Needs to stop being my nickname.

I also think I need to switch to a different dining plan. I'm getting 14 punches a week (a punch is like a meal + a drink for all you non-JMU'ers) and so far I've only used 4 this week. Normally the schedule is 2 a day...which means I've only eaten 2 DAYS WORTH OF FOOD OH GOD. I need to eat more. But my desk is covered in snacks...and if I convince myself I need to eat more, next time I visit Walmart I'll buy more snacks...and not eat them.....I need to just stop spending time in my dorm room. That's it.


I am quite aware that this post rambles, that tends to happen to me as I'm going to sleep/sleeping/it's late at night and my brain just wants to stream-of-consciousness rather than form coherent thoughts.

I can't think of anything else to say, and I'm tired now, so goodnight!