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Apparently I can register for spring classes on Friday, and so I pull out my handy dandy List of Credit Classes I Have Not Yet Taken, and there it is, Form and Technique of Poetry. WAH. Have I mentioned lately how much I hate poetry? Because I do. A lot. I am sure this is some huge freaking sin for English majors, but, whatever; poetry blows. Sometimes it makes me feel unsmart?? Yes, there is that, too. So, um, I'm taking Fiction I instead. Besides, it would have clashed with the Origins of the World Wars class and, oh, I am ALL over that. EEEE.

Since I'm nearly finished with my last book for required reading for my Lit class, I went to Barnes and Noble and picked up Neil Gaiman's Sandman because 1) GAIMAN!!!1 and 2) Kripke fanboys Death omg. I also got The Time Traveler's Wife because I've heard nothing but good things about it, so!

I have also finally, finally got my family to watch Supernatural. I RULE. They've only seen the Pilot and Wendigo, but they love the music ("The Allman Brothers!" says my mom) and the Metallicar, and YES, HA HA, MINE IS AN EVIL LAUGH. This makes me so excited/nervous it's kind of stupid.

That being said, is it angsty mcangstypants Thursday yet omg??

(Also, the soundtrack for the EE of TTT? I just. Ungh. My heart.)