Monday, Monday

For a Monday, today wasn't all that bad. After I get through my first class, Sociology, which I DESPISE, days are usually okay. In Russian class we learned about the weather, which is a good thing to know about. Especially with it being so cold recently, weather comes up a lot. I went jogging when I got home, so I was proud of myself. I think I might have frostbite on my fingers. And I almost got run over by some guy driving a postal vehicle...I think I was related to him... Tonight at Russian club, one of the girls who came talked about her internship with the State Department in Washington, D.C. It was cool to hear about her experience because I might like to do that someday. It's really expensive, though. (What else do you expect from the government? You go work for them, and they make you pay them. Go figure.) I watched the History Channel's documentary thing on the French Revolution the other night. I think the only thing our revolution had in common with the French Revolution is that people died. Talk about chaos. I went to bed fearing someone was going to come chop off my head. Fortunately it was still attached this morning. Anyway, I'm about to go get my heater and curl up with this awesome blanket that Lori made me last week (it has daisies on it. It's so cute) and watch CSI: Miami. I used to hate CSI and I really don't like the LA one or the New York one, but the Miami one's pretty good. I like the characters. And it's usually not quite as dark and menacing. Arrivederci!