Symptoms of Withdrawl

I've got the shakes, man. I've got it, like, REAL BAD, man. I don't know what to do with myself now that my thesis is in the hands of my supervisor...man.

So Colin's finally gone. The bathrooms are cleaner, the phone rings less, and there's more food left in the fridge. Hmmm...do I REALLY miss him?

I need to kill time these days...a LOT of time. Today I packed up some books, shredded more than a few documents, and cleaned off my desk....and I found a $100 bill and a savings bond established for me by my grandparents dating back to 1995 that matures this year while doing so! Sweet deal! That was my MORNING.

This afternoon, I used up my remaining DVD coupons from Christmas. I ended up getting Napoleon Dynamite, The Ringer, Fargo and the complete set of Fawlty Towers. I noticed that Office Space was cheap as well...might go back tomorrow and pick that up too.

This evening, I watched some hockey and The Office. Right now, I'm grooving to some Chris Cornell and firing off some resumes to some government departments that I'd like to work for.

In the meantime, I'll be working a little bit more as I could use a cash infusion, and I'll be packing/throwing away crap from my room so as to facilitate a future move. I'm probably jinxing myself for doing this...oh well.

I leave you with a great moment in Simpsons history. Lord knows I've had the opportunity to do this a number of times myself, but never took advantage of the situation. Some profs really deserved it.