This is pitiful. A thousand people freezing their butts off, waiting to worship a rat. You know, Groundhog Day used to mean something in this town. They used to pull the hog out and they used to *eat* it! You're hypocrites! All a ya!
-Phil (Bill Murray) in "Groundhog Day"
One night in January last year, a couple of us decided that we would get some people together and would go to see the groundhog in Punxsutawney this year on February 2nd. The decision was made, of course, while watching the movie of the same name. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be happening this year, as 2/2/04 is on a Monday, and no plans have been set yet. Oh well... This, I think, is still a goal of mine in life - to experience the wonder of standing in the freezing cold while a jolly man in a tuxedo pulls a furry creature out of it's burrow in order to determine how much longer winter will be. I mean, why not? I'd envision going up a few days earlier and leaving the third or the fourth. From Philadelphia or Baltimore (they're both about the same drive) it's around 5 hours one-way. Anyone with me?
Tonight was meant to be spent up in LA with friends watching movies...unfortunately, this wicked nasty headache killed my night. I just felt like crap. I wound up dozing on the futon downstairs and watching "Monsters, Inc." on Encore. Good movie...I caught myself laughing out loud quite a few times. I did get laundry done tonight, which was a plus, and the room retains some of the cleanliness from my cleaning yesterday.
I don't have any duty this weekend, which is an incredibly strange feeling. I'm free of the clipboard and keys, as I said to another RA friend tonight... kinda not sure what to do with the open evenings now. Not worried of course - this rocks, to not have to stay around the house. Coupled with the fact that I don't have any papers to write right now, Saturday and Sunday night are just open blocks of time.
Maybe finish the Villanova gradschool app... perhaps.