Yeah, so I had a weird day. I went to my classes, did all the normal shit, but everything was weird. First of all, I didn't talk to anyone at all really today. I just kept my headphones on (I started bringing my CD player whenever I go outside. It keeps the ears warm.) I just didn't much feel like small-talking with people before class. They aren't folks that are going to be friends with me, so why fuck about? And then I ended up being pretty rude to my writing professor, who is probably my favorite teacher at the moment. I don't think he minded too much, I just didn't really feel like putting up with any bullshit today, so when he was a little off I basically told him to stop bitching. I hope it doesn't affect his grading this weekend; I really do like him and his class. He was just complaining about publishers, getting his novel refused from Random House, and I just said there's a lot of publishers out there, which is really obvious and not particularly helpful, and he just tells me all sarcastically, "Thanks, Chuck." And I told him he's standing there bitching about getting a five page letter about all the good things about his book, what's the fucking problem with some positive rejection? We didn't dwell on it though.

At any rate, I'm pretty decent today. I haven't murdered anybody, and I haven't even wanted to.