"My Science Project" was an astonishingly good movie.

Today is a festival honoring Salus, goddess of public safety and welfare, and also one of Janus, god of beginnings and Concordia, goddess of peace.

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I'm finally going to give Writer Guy a real name. But I don't actually like the Latin word for "Writer," "Scriptor," so I needed something else. Luckily for me, I remembered a book I read called The Last Book In The Universe, which includes the last human capable of writing in a post-apocalyptic world. He goes by the name/title of Ryter.

Yes, it's just a misspelling of "Writer." But it looks cool, and vaguely sounds like a name, plus it references both his writing and the genre of sci-fi that he prefers. What more is needed?

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It's springtime, so young men's minds... are exactly where they always are (in their pants?), but I have noticed a lot more kissy-face going around campus than in recent months. While this has confirmed to me that yes, PDA is still every bit as annoying if you have an Other (my mom says the "significant" indicates that it's someone you're sleeping with), it has also led me to make the following list of Places Where It Is Uncool to Canoodle:

1. At a gas station, waiting for your car to be fixed, kissing and even getting to second, while there are little old ladies sitting nearby and the younger customers are snickering and exchanging looks with the attendants because they can see that you suck at it. Honestly... who makes out when they have critics around? This one's courtesy of Ryter, who was the one who had to witness it. He was also the one snickering with the gas station attendants.

2. In the hallway right outside your room. Your room is right there. GO INSIDE.

3. Personal favorite: In front of the waffle cookers at Philbrook. Because nothing says "I love you" like preventing people from accessing sweet waffly goodness while you tongue your Significant Other (just a guess, but if you do that in public it's probably Significant). I guess waffles turn them on or something. Oh, sexy waffles... wow...

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I also noticed this morning that this girl was very enthusiastic about her toasting. She put the English Muffins in and was like, "Whoa... okay... wow! That's great! Is it gonna-- is it gonna come out? Which one's first? OH! Boo-ya! The right one! And-- and-- AWESOME! Here's the left! Woohoo!"

Legit.

Must be nice to be so easily excited.

"You Will Be Awarded A Great Honor"

Note to self: Chapstick in the purse is useless if the purse is across the room. Next time, pockets. That's what they're there for.

Note to guys: Come on. Either make up your mind to grow a beard, and warn us that you're going to do so, or shave.

I have flowers! Longer-lasting than cut ones, too. It's a petunia plant. I think. Anyway, it's very cute and going on my windowsill, as soon as I clear off said windowsill's various cluttering junk.

In case you can't tell, I lose coherency at about 1 AM, which is why I would like to point out the stupidity of my going over to submit my Chem quiz at that ungodly hour last night at the computer lounge because they had Blackboard access, I was just denied it. I got a 50. Whatever. It was 1:30 in the morning and I had to walk by two people necking under a street lamp in order to submit the damn thing. Then I woke up this morning and realized it wasn't even due until 5 PM today (okay, technically this happened yesterday, but you get the idea) and I was about ready to punch something.

Plus spring is in the air, which means the weather is nice and we got to have Latin class outside today (was wearing my hair down, so the wind was rather disastrous for vision), and I didn't have to wear a coat, but at the same time, young men's fancies, and it means that the streetlight snoggers were only one of several couples I've seen making out in public forums (public being the key word here, I don't care what people do as long as I don't have to watch it).

You know what? I'm tired. Read about extreme ironing.