Heh. Saw Creepy James in passing today (and... yesterday, I think). He was totally going to Rozelle's class, too. He had the same books as I did last semester.

...I kind of hope Rozelle eats him, just because I want others to suffer my pain. And I think it's funny.

I also lol'd quietly today in Crawford's class when Crawford was doing his best not to strangle Hansi. Oh, Hansi.

Also, yay! The nice *coughandprettycough* Old English-speaking woman took the medievalist job! She was pretty rad in her interview/guest lecture thing. (And her names is also Stephanie, haha.)

But you know what's awesome? It's MOTHERFUCKING SONNET TIME in Crawford's class. I love me some sonnets. Hell, I write them occasionally. So yessssss.