So I left my house today at 9:00 am thinking that it takes a long-ass time to get to Tempe on the 202. It did take a long-ass time, not to mention my bike almost came off of my rack and caused a sixty-three car pile-up.

Anyway, I got to my first class 45 minutes early and just chilled outside in the hot air for a while. Luckily it was in the lower level of the Coor building. Nice and shady...Dr. Voaden gave us all a nice rant on how Ye Olde Literature is important and interesting and yay then I hung out in Hayden until my French class. My professor in there (a Canadian!) said that this is the only day she will be speaking English. I don't know nearly enough French to speak it for fifty-five minutes a day. Yikes.

Now I'm going to watch The Human Centipede with my work friends. It may prove to be fantastically awful.