Ever since my bit of good news on Friday eve, I’ve been rolling through my week like some kind of Jeremy Lin *foghorn*! For those of you not cool enough (read: too cool) to be in the know, ya girl is foraying into the world of community college and online classes. More often than not, it is tedious and ridiculous, but not every class you take can be Weightlifting at CRCE or Bowling in the Union, right? If that were the case, all of us would be people who look awesome in cutoffs and bowl 280s on the regular, you know? But anyway, I was just doing the damn thing and I found out that I’m two weeks ahead in one of my classes because my professor gave us more time for our current module than I had anticipated. I don’t even know what to do with myself with all this free time, outside of eating/looking at food websites.
I then proceeded to read a 500 page book in two days, which is kind of a big deal because I’m dyslexic and also there were basketball games to be watched.
AND THEN, I uncovered a Jaime/Cersei Lannister situation at my gym, ifyaknowhumsayin’, which: *FOGHORN* *FOGHORN* *FOGHORN*. When I say “uncovered” I don’t mean I snooped/sleuthed, I mean they are getting RECKLESS at the squat rack for every dang person with eyes and a soul to see. SHAMELESS. *FOGHORN*
(Well, they are maybe cousins, but STILL.)
(And hey, I mean, listen, if you would have appreciated a Game of Thrones valentine, and you maybe look awesome in a cutoff shirt, and Harry Potter is your favorite book, then hey: where have I been all your life? Let’s get weird.)
Finally, I’m gonna help out with a Chicago high school ultimate team this season! I don’t know what I’ll be able to bring to the table, what with my inexperience, but I’m amped to learn and help these boys win the ‘ship!
Things are lining up for old Liz Lemon.