Love was Invented to Sell Nylons

Today was one of those days that I appreciate having a station wagon. All of my doors were so frozen shut that I couldn't open them. This would often leave one shit out of luck. But instead, as I have done before, I opened the glass on the back hatch, crawled over the back seat, and then kicked the door open from the inside. Even that wasn't easy, with how frozen the doors were, but it did work in the end.

Also, I went to Barnes & Noble with Marta and ran into Martha. I've never understood why she targeted me as someone to playfully antagonize, when I've always been such a quiet person; but, that aside, today I felt free to give her hell. Marta was very glad to learn that we knew each other, seeing as how we were treating each other - not the average customer-employee relationship.

I'm still waiting for all of my grades to pour in. A little anxiety.

I need to crash. I was up at 7:30am, in order to help avert disaster, and now it's caught up with me.