what to expect when you're blogging

i dont' know if i like this "blogger" business. i've had xangas and myspaces, and i keep a livejournal, but i just can't get used to the format of this. i figure with time and practice i will, but it might be a while, so bear with me.

speaking of bears, i saw my favorite commercial again today. that one for the travelodge with the dancing guy in the sleepy bear suit. katie and i laugh every time he shimmies his little rump. oh joy.

i think i might actually go to the college dems meeting on thursday. i really want to get into it, but that's going to be an issue if i never go to meetings. besides, there are some people in there i want to get to know better. much better...
"you're just a little slut cybill anne."
"i'm not a slut!! i'm not a slut!!!!"

p-l had a fire drill tonight. i thought it was someone's car alarm at first. good to know. it smells like skunks around here. not happy about that. it's somehow wafted into the little mini hallway outside our room. yar.

i think i have bio test tomorrow, but i'm not sure. i should probaly be studying. i stopped between the o and b of probably to squish a spider that was crawling on my bushisms poster. sign from god? more like satan. there is a definite spider problem in this room, and i don't know what to do about it. i think when i get home i'm going to go buy a couple hedge apples to put around the room, see if that works.

for a "return to blogger" that was pretty long. i'm off like a dirty shirt.