vanilla, cherry tree bark, licorice, sarsaparilla, sassafras, nutmeg, anise, molasses

here's the thing about this university: all day classes on the weekends, ladies and gentlemen. how many of these have i taken already? a lot. well, maybe not really a lot, but enough. enough to notice. enough that it seems like it's happening all the time. and the saturday i can kind of handle, you know. just a little grumpiness over it, but it's sort of nice to be up and awake for more than just the time it takes to get to the bathroom and back to the bed early on a saturday, when the sun is not too hot and the people are not too loud on the street. but the sunday? the sunday just kills me. the coffeeshop across the street is not open that early, the little cafe that makes the nice grilled cheese with anything i want inside is closed all day--and really, just how am i supposed to drink a deliciously frosty root beer in the afternoon if that cafe is closed, i ask you--and it's rather miserable to leave my nice bed as the thin lines of sunlight peek through the blinds. happy sabbath.

but that's okay, at the end of tomorrow i will have another whole hour of credit, nicely taken and pretty painless. so there's that, right? yes. no frosty root beer, but at least a nice lovely grade. that has to be worth something.

tonight, friends, will either involve CSI and video game or studying. place your bets.