today (still in saturday mode) was nothing special. something FREEZING, but nothing special.

unless having the longest hangnail in the history of the world counts.

i have to present my engineering project next week. im not concerned. the last time i didnt worry about a project, i got myself an a+, so im hoping that will work again.

then again, i hoped it would rain noodles today. no such luck.

probably the uncoolest thing ever is realizing that you will never again work in the morning on a saturday as long as you live. no joke, my friends. i have missed work every other week (or was graciously rescheduled for an evening shift) for over a month now, so that i am stuck forever on the 2 - 9:30 plan. thank you, terri. i love how i have no idea where you were imported from.

a new place opened up recently. let me show you what i left on the table this afternoon:

dear firehouse subs:
yum.
not.
love, maggie.

then i thought about things and realized i missed my sister, so i wrote her a love note:

dear erin:
ill cut you.
love, maggie.

so that was my day. i leave you with a word of advice: if you dont want your opponent to guess your word for hangman, i suggest using "gastropoda." i didnt get it even after all the letters were filled in.

this is idiot, signing out.