Cranky.

I had it all planned out. I was going to wake up at 10:30, shower, get dressed, eat, andf be ready for my meeting at 12:30. (Rant on the meeting to follow.)

Then, around 8:30, my roommate's alarm goes off. He has absolutely no reason to set his alarm for 8:30. None. He didn't even bother to get up. He didn't even bother to acknowledge that the alarm was going off until I whacked the bed. (What can I say... I hate "All I Want To Do Is Have Some Fun".) Then he rolled over and took up snoring.

Scratch one hour of sleep.

So here it is 12:15. I've showered, but I have no time to eat (bad thing, my stomach is complaining loudly) and now I have to run to a meeting. ANOTHER damn meeting for ANOTHER waste of time group project. I hate group projects, I hate people, and I hate my cog psy class. Grrrrrrrrrr.

Then come home and read poems for my Monday class. Fun stuff. Fun, fun, fun stuff.

Am I done yet? Can I let myself zone back into a few hours of Baldur's Gate yet?