Birds of a Feather.

Today I woke up to a lovely, yet insufficient-to-cancel-my-class dusting of snow. When I arrived, we were given a basic run through of what the class would entail. The instructor seems very nice and I believe we'll have a good semester. Since it's a social psychology class, we'll be doing a fair amount of social activities within the class and as projects. The first of them was an ice-breaker which involved these loud rubber chickens that squawk. The object of the game was to learn each others names through repeatedly tossing these chickens both forward and backwards around the circle, proving the name "flipping the bird" rather appropriate (the alternate name is "Choking the chicken", of course). It wasn't a terribly useful game, but I did learn one thing: I can not throw. I hit one of my classmates in the head four times. Whoops.

Yes, this was the highlight of my day. No, I'm not proud.

On another avian-related note: If people who are in in love are called "Love Birds", shouldn't couples who fight be called "Angry Birds?" Bahaha.

No, I'm not particularly proud of that either.

Homework Time.

I did my first homework assignment of the new semester this afternoon, and it actually feels kind of good. I'm only taking four online classes this semester, as opposed to six last time, so I'm going to hold myself to higher standards as far as keeping myself on track with handing in assignments and such. Tomorrow we're in for our first decent snow of the winter (about 4-7 inches in total) so this may mean my once-a-month class will be cancelled. Whoops. I guess mother nature would prefer I use my talents to shovel rather than studying tomorrow. Seems like a good plan to me (assuming I don't have to wake up at the ass-crack of dawn to find out).

Snow Day.

Today I woke up to a beautiful layer of snow. It isn't deep, but it's beautiful. The sky is this beautiful grey color and illuminates everything in a completely unique-to-snowy-days way. I don't even mind shoveling our driveway (ok, I mind a little, but it's stupid-long. At about 100 feet, it gets ridiculous after a while). We haven't gotten a lot of snow so far, but hopefully we'll see a few feet soon. For now I'll procrastinate the shoveling and heavy-ish labor until someone can keep me company out there. Bring on the hot tea and movies!