Hi!

I now own the best pair of boots I have ever owned. They are North Face “Nuptsie” boots or something like that. They are solid black, waterproof, warm and do not have an inch of fur on them. Yes.

I got them because while in Montreal, I left my favorite pair of sweater boots underneath the bed in my hotel room. The maid did find them but I have no way of retrieving them since Boomer won’t answer my calls. I am pretty sure she will refuse to ride the metro only 2 or 3 stops to get them anyway. But my nuptsie boots make up for the loss of sweater boots.

Side note: I am really excited to eat my lunch today, but I am sad because I don’t have anywhere to eat it. I hate this time between classes because I have no friends, no where to go/nothing to do/nowhere to eat my lunch. I will have to find a table in the “international building” because there are usually other losers there doing the same thing as me- hiding in a secretive locale to eat alone.

Other more happy side note: I think Matt and I may try to plan a cruise for May. He heard on CNN that cruise prices are plummeting because of some economic reason about port taxes or something.

Every Tuesday I wake up at exactly 6:55am and hate what my day will become. Class from 8am-10am; break (that I spend in the library looking at Facebook and feeling guilty about it because I am taking up a valuable computer to do so) from 10am-11am; lunch by myself at Pancheros while reading the Michigan Daily, I have a chicken quesadilla and a pop if I have the funds to splurge from 11am-11:30am; back to the library from 11:30am-12pm for more nonsense; class from 12-3pm (the most boring class I have but must pay attention during because the professor somehow knows my name and calls on me often); trudge to work in the cold from 3-7pm; home by 7:30pm. So it is a good 12 hour day that I rather dislike. You can see how bored I am during the second part of my library break time that I am even posting this.

I believe we are all blogging at the same time. We have non-fun lives.

Goldfish.

Reasons why I love Goldfish crackers:

-Serving size is 55 pieces!! That’s the first snack that I don’t eat triple what you are supposed to in one sitting.

-You can fit a whole one in your mouth with the salt side down on the tongue. That is gross, but you all know how I reach for the saltiest treat in the bag.

Reasons why I hate Goldfish crackers:

-In the ingredients it says, “Made with SMILES and unbleached enriched wheat flour, riboflavin, cheddar cheese[…etc].” I don’t think the cheap joke of “smiles” was necessary. I don’t want my goldfish tainted by that.