UTSA site let me register for all classes except Spanish. I have no clue why. I need that Spanish class, damn you.
Tonight will be a nightmare of paper-writing. The next 12 days will be nightmares of studying, then testing, and then sweet, sweet freedom.
As soon as I get my laundry and a few more of my books (every time I come home I steal more of my books to take with me to my apartment) I will skedaddle off to get Tish some sushi, and then it's back to San Antonio. Hooray.
Of all the random things... I miss my clarinet. It was a chore to play the damned thing for the past two years, and now I want to practice. How odd.