It's Finals Week

I've just returned from rocking my Cultural Anthropology exam. It was pretty awesome. Not that I was really worried. I don't know if I ever mentioned it here, but I got a 100% on my midterm exam for that class. My brain just hold the analyses of the Malawi goat-milk project and the marriage practices of the Nayar tribe in India pretty darn well. That's all I'm sayin'.  IB taught me the ways of making ANYTHING sound intelligent. 

I got so much done this weekend. Hence the lack of posts the past two days. Now I'm unwinding a bit, doing some laundry, and waiting around until my interview at 2:30. Because my interview with the Director of Athletics on Friday fell through because, well, I got all the way there, and he had left. The secretary forgot. I was mad. Luckily I was able to reschedule. Let's just say he better be there. Or else. 

It got suddenly warm here (meaning, 40 degrees ish) today, so everything is melting. The campus is absolutely beautiful when there's snow. Under melting snow? Not so much. 

I just want to finish this day. I also never want to talk about football again. Or at the very least, the Redskins. Or the Cowboys. 

I dunno, maybe it's Steelers time? Mom, can I come on your side? Things are looking pretty rosy over there.

Not That This Post is as Good as the Last One

I woke up to about nine inches of snow this morning! It's gorgeous, but also requires me to wear those weird looking boots mom bought me. I'm not ashamed to admit it. They're warm. 

I got some great stuff done this morning, and I still have more to do, but I felt like giving myself a present. That present? Doing nothing for a few minutes. 

Here are some things I am absolutely happy about:

1. In exactly a week (to the hour, even!) I will be on the road to D.C. metropolitan area or...Maryland. Whatever sounds fanciest.

2. Today is the last day of classes!

3. Any time someone on the Redskins says/does something stupid, Terrell Owens comes to the rescue to prove that there is absolutely no one more bratty than him in the NFC East, or even the entire NFL. 

4. icanhascheeseburger exists for my procrastinating pleasure.

5. This video exists. Sorry Notre Dame fans/Mary Coyne. It's hilarious. 

Obviously I am in a linking, sharing mood. 

I was talking to my friend, a die-hard Bills fan, the other day about football, and he said something that scared me whole lot:

"Obviously I'm crazy depressed. But you're a Redskins fan, so you know exactly how I feel."

OH NO.

THE REDSKINS ARE THE BILLS.

I Got a Little Something at the Ithacan Awards Banquet...

Just in case you can't read that, it says "The Ithacan Sports Section hereby recognizes Abby Paulson as Best New Writer for the Fall 2008 semester."

OH MY GOD YAYYYYYY

It's so awesome to feel like all the games in the rain, hours spent in front of the computer, and all the weekend stress were TOTALLY WORTH IT.

What a great Christmas present.

There's also four inches of snow covering the ground right now, and it's still coming down like crazy. People are playing football in the quads, trying to sled down hills in the dark. To ward off some more finals stress, dormmates Tori and Sara bought tons of bacon and eggs and invited everyone down for breakfast. At 8 o' clock at night. 

I love it here.

That's not to say I like finals. 

But this totally makes it bearable, to say the least. 

It's Just About Finals Time

So I've got a lot of papers to write. 

Which I don't really feel like doing. At all. But I will. 

Starting Friday, for the WHOLE WEEK every dorm has 23 hour quiet hours. That's right. We can only be loud but "non-disruptive" for an hour a day. From 6 p.m to 7 p.m. If we mess up once, we get written up. 

So, essentially, Friday, the dorms become prisons. And everyone is serving a week sentence for, well, finals. 

Argh. I can hardly wait to come home to fires and couches and showers with water pressure. As much as I love Ithaca, finals makes being here college minus the fun. 

Which is obviously no fun at all...and makes me really need chocolate and caffeine in various forms. 

Wish me luck! All the stress should be gone by Wednesday night!

The Griddo Crew

A pic of us being as awesome as we truly are! I'll write more later, but work is calling. 

I Froze Yesterday and Today

Yesterday, as I walked through -2 degree windchill down to Park Studio B for the millionth time, I considered the possibility of purchasing a hat. You know, one that keeps your ears from falling off. 

I spent just about a year of my life (at least it felt that way) working the teleprompter yesterday, because I worked it on the Inquirer for the first time, and then ran it during our one-hour Griddo special last night. Total time spent: four hours. Gaahhhhh

If you didn't catch the amazingness that was our one hour special, full season recap yesterday, it re-airs on ictv.org on Thursday from 9-10 again. It even included an AMAZING PTI-inspired countdown and we brought in these awesome guys from commentary and Sports Final and they did some really neat, kind of funny analysis of the whole season. It was great. Our graphic was totally wicked. It felt like I was working for ESPN. 

It is cold outside, but it did snow last night. I love the way it looks, but it's thirteen degrees outside. It's bad when you announce the high temperature for the day and someone asks, "Fahrenheit or celsius?" 

Whatever. It's my last week of classes! I'll make it. 

Happy Birthday Mom!

It's my Mom's birthday, and I would just like to say thank you:

You're such a great mom. You taught (and am teaching) me to be a strong woman that can do anything she sets her mind to.

Even though I still lose all my hair ties, you made the transition from high school to college easy, teaching me everything I needed to know. The only problem? I miss you so much!

Everyone is totally obsessed with the candy wreath you made. As am I. Thanks so much!

Thank you for supporting me in anything I do, whether it's absorbing myself in football, becoming a journalist or swimming on the swim team. You're always there to cheer, or make all my friends love you by showing up with food (Continental pizza at Homecoming Decorations? You're legendary!)  and lots and lots of love. 

Have an amazing day! You deserve it. I can't wait to see you in less than two weeks! 

I love you!

Oh, and Dad, I love you tons too.