There's nothing I love more than coming home to a clean room surprise. Both my parents are sick so they stayed home from work today. My mom went on a cleaning spree and I get to reap the benefits. The apartment feels smaller now that they're home again. Everything is in my way, and my need for personal space is greater than usual. I am really happy to see them though. Just as long as they don't spread their diseases to me. Now would not be the time to get sick. Not at all.
I have really never hated a whole branch of academia more than I hate sociology. I am just so utterly uninterested in it my brain is numb as soon as I walk in the door. Maybe its just this class, sociology of religion, but as soon as a slide pops up about Marxism, Weber, and Engels my brain goes out to lunch.
Anyways, I love gloomy days like today.