Things that don't suck so much

During Finals week, we tend to hyperbolize. The scope of the universe shrinks, and the real Theory of Everthing seems to have something to do with our paper on Jane Austen and the Wagon Wheel (that's a joke for Emily Allen). To remind myself that this is just school, I've compiled a list of things that don't suck.
Things that don't suck

My cat, Kit. Yes, that's right. She's a "KitCat" because she's so sweet. And because thats the name of the Familiar on Charmed, who was also grey. As I write my papers, she leans her head on the edge of the laptop, on the blank area by the mouse. And purrs.

Coffee. Coffee good. Today I had a (guess!?) Venti Iced Almond Latte (Vial) from the drive thru Starbucks out at the new shopping center on Creasy Lane. Yeah, a long way to drive, but I did it in my old Wit sweatshirt and pj bottoms, so who can complain? Also good: ERC's house blend. And ERC's espresso. And ERC's teas--happy yerba matte.

Harry Potter. Specifically, HP fanfiction. It's a good thing there are more than 270,000 fics on fanfiction.net, because I'm insatiable. Even assuming the 3% rule (97% of fanfiction is written by 14 year old girls who can't spell or create a plot), that leaves us with 8,100 good fics. Get reading.

Bad movies, good friends. Dana has arranged for a bad movie night, like the one we held this summer. The feature will be Attack of the Bimbos, which Dana and Reuben are giving to AmERICa (Amanda and Eric) as a Christmas present. I will do a review of the Film here. Maybe. If I ever stop laughing.

The Recycle Bin. I finally ran out of space on my thumbdrive, and decided that instead of buying a new one (cause they're so expensive?) I'd delete some obsolete files. After getting rid of things labeled "misc notes" that no longer mean anything, and removing some strange icons that got downloaded when I did my disability studies paper, and combining some notes into one file, I managed to clear 10,000 KBs. This will still not be enough for me to download all my students' papers, though, so I guess I'm hitting Best Buy tomorrow. The point was, it was exciting to remove unwanted files, and to remove that which means nothing. Too bad it's not easy to do that with the rest of life.

Jeremy Tirrell. Not a joke. Why? Because he was supposed to remove all Drupal websites from Fall 2005 last week, and he didn't. Why is this good? Because all of the files from my Rhetoric of Science class are still online for download. Why is this good? Because I went looking for the ones I had printed out, and I was missing not only pages, but the names of the authors. Jeremy's lack of time saved me a good three hours on Google Scholar, which also does not suck.

Sleep. Sleep does not suck, so I'm told. It is now 1:27 EST (damn Indiana legislature!), and despite being mostly finished with my work, I am up blogging. The cat is, of course, asleep, and yet somehow looking annoyed that I am not laying down so she can inhabit her space on my neck. My insomnia keeps her up too--all the tossing and turning means she has to keep changing positions. When she gets into a deep sleep, she twitches and growls...just like her mommy.

And finally, Animal Planet. Not just because it is an entire channel devoted to things furry, feathery, and fin-ny (yeah, FinFeatherFur), but because they don't have any of those annoying Paid Programs. Ever. All night long, there is something "real" on Animal Planet. Sure, it might be the Eukaneuba Tournament of Champions from 1998, but at least there's a droning voice. The History Channel has the nerve to go off from 4:00 to 7:00. Bastards.

And that's as close as I'll ever get to Christmas cheer. Bah Humbug, and Happpy Kwanzaa to all.