Letters to Myself

School starts tomorrow (yay). And with it, a new parking deal. In short, I have volunteered to become one of eight hundred knowledge worker bees that will be parking off campus this year. And next year, most likely, and the year after that. But not the year after that! A man can only take so much.

I agreed to this because it'll be saving me the parking fee. Plus, I also got a free umbrella with the university logo on it, and as we all know, I can be easily bought with something like that. For example, I recently let a bunch of vampires make off with some of my precious bodily fluids and in turn received a handsome pen set with the Red Cross logo on it. So there you go. Offer me a hat or a coffee mug with your logo on it, and I'll come along quietly. But enough about my weaknesses.

I also had fond hopes of getting some exercise, with a twice daily fifteen minute walk to and fro my car. Of course, that was before the temperature decided that this was where it wanted to be today:

To which I say: wah. Fortunately, there is a shuttle service with a reasonably working AC. So I won't have to perform my Lawrence of Arabia imitation unless I want to, and happen to remember my bedouin garb.