What better way to kick off Friday the 13th than with 12 of 12.
My life’s pretty quiet now. Translation: I’m bored out of my mind. I didn’t leave the apartment yesterday (again), so several pics are of the TV screen. God I love TV.
10:02am – Amy and I are trying to live a more eco-friendly, organic lifestyle, so she recommended this organic peanut butter. I did a side-by-side taste test and the results are in: the MaraNatha peanut butter is delicious. It tastes freshly homemade. Amazing.
10:22am – They’re doing some renovations and repairs around the apartment complex, so I didn’t have water to wash my dish. So to pass the time…
10:23am – I continued my Seinfeld-watching.
10:48am – As you can see, I’m making progress, moving on to the second disc of the penultimate season.
11:15am – I get an email saying that my dissertation has been approved by the Office of Graduate Studies and will posted online. Horray!
11:23am – As I continue my morning online routine, I request official copies of my transcripts from my three schools. Northwestern is the only school that has my mail a request form in by snail mail (thereby slowing the process). Thanks to Loyola for sending transcripts for free.
11:24am – The transcripts I requested from LUC, NU, and FSU are all going to the Dean of the College of Arts and Sciences at UMass Lowell. It’s part of the “making-my-hire-official” process.
12:47pm – Givin’ Oreo some love. She loves those nubby gloves I got.
2:25pm – WGN celebrated its 60th year of broadcasting Cubs baseball with a “throwback game,” which featured both teams wearing 1948-style uniforms and a black-and-white telecast complete with graphics of yesteryear (just for the first two innings).
8:10pm – I cooked dinner for myself, which is a rarity these days. It looked better in person, and it tasted even better.
9:52pm – The way I see it, since I was feeling domestic, why not continue the trend? Iactually washed my dishes. Recognize the hat?
10:31pm – 2nd place in the 100cc Special Cup in MarioKart Wii. I was leading the standings until the final race. Two words for you: Rainbow. Road. God I hate that course.























