Roomie Rachael and I are headed to our dreaded Thursday morning class. An occasion that could be cause for celebration– all the snarky whispering we do during “work time” is cause for much intra-apartment bonding– is overshadowed by the fact that this class is downright sucky. Yes, I thought an adjective I used primarily in grade school was the perfect word for the impending two hours we’ll soon be dragging our feet toward. I’m out of Keurig pods (APOCALYPSE!!!) so will be stopping by the library for a cup o’ joe on the way. While I had tried going cold turkey on caffeine about a month ago, I then read conflicting evidence that caffeine can actually be good for you, so now I’m just all kinds of confused. I drink one cup of coffee a day now, if any, and it’s the HORRID diet sodas that I’ve given up– not because of the caffeine but because of the nasty, vile aspartame that was denied EIGHT TIMES by the FDA before being approved for consumption. Because this is my blog, I’m not going to attribute that to any source, you can just Google it yourself.

Today I’m thankful for our country’s service men and women– past, present, and future. I certainly don’t have the guts to do what they did, are doing, will do, so for that I commend them and say a very Happy Veterans’ Day.

And finally, if you’re looking for a much deeper, readable, kick-ass blog post than any you will find on this site, head on over to Meryn’s blog and get caught up on Stuff Black Ladies Like inspired by a brilliant hashtag on Twitter. Don’t get me started on Twitter trending topics, especially sponsored ones (or ones like, for example, #nicknamesinmyphone, which is currently trending. The only nickname I have in my phone is T-Bone for my mother. No one on Twitter would get that, and since all tweets are being documented by the Library of Congress, I feel I don’t need to waste their time with telling them so. I do, however, sometimes feel it necessary to tweet about what I’ve just eaten, any medical situations– real or imagined– I may be facing, and Fergus’ every move.) Uhhh, in conclusion, Meryn’s going places in life, whereas I just consider the fact that I had a bagel for breakfast a giant WIN.

My suitcases are full, the Post-It lists on my wall are mostly checked off, the Hawkeyes are on TV in six hours.  I’ve been much calmer today than anticipated, kind of like the night before studying for a final when you just can’t care anymore about what grade you’re going to get.  I did have one mild to moderate breakdown (not for any particular reason, though being in a cemetery may not have helped) in which I found myself in a vehicle with no tissues and resorted to using my new scarf to wipe the streaming snot from my face.  But other than that, pretty freakin’ excited.  The German foreign exchange student my brother went to prom with lives in the town I’ll be studying in and although (I’m fairly certain) we never met, she’s excited for me to come and show me around and take me out on the town.

Internship application 3/3  was sent today, the one I’m most excited about, the one I’d PEE.MY.PANTS. if I got.  Maybe I’ll get ambitious and apply for more while abroad (HA).  Apparently with my spending habits, I need to find more than 10-15 hours at a sandwich place a week  to supply some cashflow.  I’m predicting around mid-March or April I’ll start freaking about my nebulous summer plans, don’t worry– I’ve accepted my self-diagnosis of CRIPPLING NEUROSIS.  I think when my mom and I went to the mall last week and I wouldn’t go up and ask the hair salon lady if I could get an appointment she realized that her daughter is a social FREAK (perhaps a new spin on the blog could be WhatMentalIllnessIsBrittneyOnTheCuspOfToday.com)

NPH keeps telling me to calm the truck down (<–see?  2010 resolution of swearing less), that “everyone loves Americans” (blatant lie) and “you’ll make friends so fast you’ll freak” (blatant Jimmy John’s rip-off.)  I’m no longer talking to him however because currently he and three other of my good friends are drunk in Miami for the Orange Bowl.  When he asked if I was just “chilling all day” and I said AREYOUHIGH today might be one of the most critically busy days of my life he responded “Oh yeah.  Well I just have drinking and football.”  I’m just SO happy for you.

My layover tomorrow in Chicago is four hours long.  I will not have a cell phone, thus it’s really a crapshoot as to whether I’ll have my sanity.  My trusty shiny new blue laptop will be with my however so I will be blogging, Facebooking, Twittering up a storm– how excited are YOU?!