1. I slept through my lunch date with Josh, which was after I coerced him into meeting me at my favorite cafe.
2. HBO caught me for Dling True Blood, which is some serious work on their part because it was a fucking powerpoint extension. Now Yale's threatening to shut down my internet access.
3. I was informed by English department that I would have to choose between Advanced Fiction and Genre Writing if I made it into both.
However, a bunch of positive things also happened, like my mother successfully recovered my driver's license after losing it. It's gotten warm again. And my professor thinks my tattoo shows knew dedication to being a fantasy author. He was pulling my leg, but when your 67-year-old professor likes your tattoo, you know you done good. Also, my family, in full guilt mode, is taking me out to dinner. WOO!