Morning procrastination

Writing here is better than outlining overdue readings, no?

Briefly: my car was nailed in my home parking garage earlier in the month courtesy of a very special drunk gentleman, who then parked and tried to get away several hours later in his smushed up car despite a witness and video surveillance.

So, although my car was MIA for almost 2 weeks, it has so far worked out for the best, and forced me to spend some quality time on the shuttle to and from school. This also allowed for some catching up on what it means to ride public transportation in the midwest , i.e. having your bus driver smoke on the bus.

This weekend I have some goals of spookiness (possibly spooky maze and spooky movies) to make up for last weekend's unnecessarily harsh self-imposed exile out of society and into my apartment to study for stats. I like having my own space, but this is one example of it working against me.

It's unclear how music studying is getting done nowadays anyway, with the resurgence of the previously self-described "Idiots" taking another shot at winning the World Series. I cling to this rare chance of televised American League home team like a crazy lady, which most people here take to assume means that I've always been one of Those Fans. If they knew me better, they'd know how homesick I really am.