Nigel Incubator-Jones

10:00am: (Written Yesterday)
Ah, the first day back...

I am happy to say that, thus far, I positively adore my new Chemistry professor. He is animated, he is kind, he has a lovely sense of humor, he watches The Simpsons, and thus far he seems to be a very decent teacher. *Sigh.* He is also even more dishy than I had imagined, perhaps because of all of these things. I could not take my eyes off of him during the lecture, and I could not wipe the moronic grin from my face. This is not to say that he will take the place of the other one, of course- but it is nice to have another reason to pay attention during class.

The new Calculus professor has a funny last name and seems to be a kind old man. His style of teaching is a bit more gentle and easy to swallow than that of the former instructor, and while it is already clear that he is ever the touch absent-minded, I believe that I will enjoy his class.

The vast majority of my friends from first semester of Organic are also in second semester, which is comforting, although as per usual I am finding myself just outside of their social circle. It is a shame, and it is disheartening, but I will not give up just yet. I was too shy to ask them to acompany me to lunch, so I will go alone. Ah well, all the more fattening food for me.

I found myself just outside of the office of a certain French so-and-so, as I was checking my course schedule in the library. I did not go near it, and even looking in that direction was painful-painful enough, in fact, to make me a bit nauseated. I was thinking of stopping by to visit, but my skin is dry and red- and I want to look my best if I ever do see him again, in foolish hopes of making him regret dismissing me. Not quite over him after all...

I am now off to lunch. After that I will have to decide if I am up to going to the orientation for the volunteer program at the local hospital... I have a good four hours until it begins, and I am not sure if I am can amuse myself in Burlington for so long (unless shopping is involved, as I have forgotten my books). I am also not sure if I can find the place.

10:02am: The temperature was well into the negative double digits when I made the twenty minute walk from class to the parking lot. I made several rest stops in various buildings on the way in order to break the cold into manageable bits, but it did not help. By the time I reached my car I was in a good amount of pain, so much so that tears were streaming down my cheeks. When I arrived home I realized that my entire face had been damaged-to the point that there were red, dry patches all over. A sign that I should not make my permanent home in Vermont? Certainly. A sign that I should wear my soft, cuddly, tacky orange fleece scarf? Definitely.

The evening was not a complete loss, however. The weather looked as if it might become nasty, so I decided that I would hold off on attending the orientation. I would first, however, take myself out to eat. On the way, my "check oil" light came on, which explained the odd odor that had been surrounding the vehicle for the past few days. I stopped to fix things, and then, with the help of several quarters found in my purse, I had a nice fattening dinner. The waitress was a doll, and the bartender took it upon himself to inflate my ego-by coming over and introducing himself- and telling me that I should take my meal over in the bar area the next time.

I then decided to explore that Tafts Corners exit on the way home. One of my beading magazines had listed a bead store in that area, and I wanted to have a go at finding it. I found it easily, along with a toy store... and spent the remainder of my money on beads.

That night I discovered that my feelings about the weather were quite correct. Snow flakes the size of Mickey Rooney started to fall from the sky right around the time that I would have gotten out of the meeting. I was too tired and wind-burned to begin work, so I decided to have a night of painting my fingernails and making jewelry (and ruining my fingernail paint in the process). I finished a Swarovski crystal and freshwater pearl necklace and made a few new rings- and decided that I would like to show my jewelry pieces off to my Chemistry friends on Friday.