Behold my icon - it speaks to how I feel about you

Thank you diesel sweeties for the icon inspiration.

Last night I tried to go to GWU and park near the school as a trial run. Eep. All the roads stop parking at 4pm for "rush hour," which is a load of hooey on about 50% of the side streets with little or no traffic - me smells more ticket $scams$. To park in the garage after 5pm is $9 - fuck that. Getting out at 9 or 10 is too late to bike, so I'm not sure what to do. Drive straight from work, fight for parking, then hang out bored for 1.5 hours? Or drive home, have less than an hour of home time before driving back to school and pray for parking? Or drive home, take metro which takes time plus walking...then ride back home after 10? I'm leaning towards driving down daily and hanging out - comparatively less time wasted overall.

Also last night my confidence was boosted by breezing through 38 pages of crim law in no time. I forget that the 120 page section was for 3 days of lecture. I was reminded (thanks hon) that my confidence tends to go up and down based on what I just read. Oops. I've also determined there is no reason to take the laptop at all, and the rooms have few plugs and no lan connections. Score one for GMU.

Murky coffee had a sign up saying they now open at 7am on Sat. I went there last night and met with the new Prez of GALLA. The more I talked about my GALLA experience, the more I felt I did nothing but revive a corpse only to leave it sitting in the corner. I had a twinge of guilt until I thought...so what. It's not my solo job to tell the whole campus about gay issues if no-one else rises to assist. Meh.

I'm on a jazz kick, and winamp has all sorts of jazz options. Jazz has the same rule as house music for me - once someone breaks out a xylophone, I am gone (as in out the door gone). Xylophone goes from "smokey room skank" to "shopping mall."

EVERYBODY PANIC!!!