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Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Countdown: 139 days

Blah. Didn't go to the movie after all, yesterday, and today's our French class, so I don't know if I'll make it home in time to go today. Ah well.

Oh, because I forgot to mention this yesterday: I still suspect Conny is the Mole. Also, message to Shadia: Sidney is actually not the capital of Australia, so don't you be getting all self-righteous about Inge's fuck-up. Though I have to admit, Quebec?!?

The really freaky thing about my labret is, when I take it out (as I just did, because it was bothering me), I have to be careful not to leak coffee through it. I can also breathe through my lip. This is actually quite cool.

Okay, currently talking to someone who just used the word "together" seven times in one minute. I counted. Sheesh. Verbal tic much?

( This landed in the work inbox. Ahahahaha! Mat+Ben 4EVAH!!!! )

A fairly brief, if seemingly irrational rant. Please don't call the guys in the white coats on me.

I have a rather irrational hatred for Times New Roman. No, really, I hate that fucking bitch font with the passion of a thousand suns. If I so much as see the words "times" and "roman" in the same sentence, I start frothing at the mouth.

I mean, I love Arial. I want to have its little font-babies. Nothing soothes my eyes like Arial. If Arial is unavailable, I'll settle for Verdana and be quite content. In a pinch, even Courier New will do, although I try to reserve that for writing -- somehow, I seem to be unable to type anything fiction-like in anything but Courier New. Years and years of writing in Wordpad have conditioned me.

Anyway, Times New Roman, though? Font of the devil. The Mark of the Beast will be written in fiery, bloody letters across the night sky, in Times New Roman. When Hitler wrote Mein Kampf, he wrote it in Times New Roman. Dubya? Learned to read using Times New Roman.

Am I being unreasonably hateful towards an innocent font here? No. No, I don't think s. Because you see, I didn't just up and decide to hate Times New Roman for no apparent reason. I up and decided to hate it because I can. not. bloody. read. it. At all. I can handle a sentence, maybe two, but anything that stretches across two or more lines? Forget it. Swims before my eyes. So quite frankly, Times New Roman can bite me.

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French teacher is now fifteen minutes late. As the Academic Quarter has officially passed, I reserve the right to not go to the lesson even if he does show up.

It's fairly pathetic how relieved I am, really.

Bah. I am a pushover.