49th and Wisconsin

First of all, I'd like to thank Taking Back Sunday for inspiring me to title my post with something that doesn't relate to it at all. Secondly, freaking heck. There is some person that has called my house like 7 times in the past two days and only lets the phone ring once, on my end anyway, and so I pick it up to see who it is and there's no one there. It's driving me nuts. So, I try call return, but that doesn't work. Curse you, whoever you are. I've decided to try to outsmart them by setting my machine to answer after 0 rings, and I'll have the message to read "Hello?" as though I'm actually answering the phone, then I'll just have it cut off there so they'll start talking as if I'm actually on the phone so I can catch them. With his surcease, success. Waaaaay too much Makbeth. Today was their first performance in front of an audience. It wasn't that bad. Only a few lines were dropped and mistakes made in saying them. Also, the lighting got screwed up a bit, but all in all they did a good job. Of course, I sat there the whole time reciting it to Tipti, whom I sat next to. When Ross would enter from or exit through the Southwest he would poke me or something of the sort. I don't think that Macduff was supposed to be harassing audience members. Shame, shame. So, today I took my Economics exam, and all I can really say is "wow". I didn't even read over my review, and there were 200 questions on that thing, plus 5 essays. Can we say excessive? I'm almost 100% positive I failed it, but I really don't care enough. I'm also almost 100% positive I made a 105 on the Environmental Science exam. It was all vocabulary; very easy. Tomorrow is my first family Christmas party of the season. We're going to have a fried turkey. I'll probably just eat a lot and disappear into one of the bedrooms at the Bayou House and pass out, like I did at Thanksgiving. Well, it's nap time. Live long and prosper (that's what they say on Star Trek). I'd also like to take this opportunity to admit I'm a dork and watch lots and lots of Star Trek. Patrick Stewart is my hero, and William Shatner's commercials for Priceline.com shame me. Why, Bill? Why?