I should not be awake right now. I am, because MUN are cunts. I'm registering courses right now. Registration started at 9:30, it is now 10:31. I should be fucking finished by now. But noooo, because MUN's servers are shit and crash every time I try to register a course. I've got three registered so far. Two to go. Might be done by 11. Fucking MUN.

For those of you who actually give a shit (ie. no one), here's what I've managed to register as of this posting:
Political Science 3730 - Intro to Policy Analysis
History 3823 - Terrorism in the 20th Century
Sociology 3290 - Deviance

Right now I'm TRYING to register for North American Popular Music, but the fucking server keeps crashing. I'll be sure to update you all as to when I'm finished and what the other two courses end up being (as by the time the server stops being a fucking cunt, the music course will probably be filled). Argh.

UPDATE:
So I managed to register my other two courses:
Music 2011 - North American Popular Music
Political Science 4230 - Theories of International Relations

I WANTED to register for Anthropology (Insert random 4-digit nuber here) - Cultural and Social Inequality, but there's a time conflict with the music course. I keep trying to override, but of course it always fucking crashes when I try. It's now 11:08 AM. i'm technically finished, but not really finished. Fucking MUN.

Also: I just had a realization: Working at the Call Center is like a cross between Clerks, and Office Space, but less awesome. (And on that note, I watched Clerks 2 last night, and thoroughly enjoyed it.)

Weird dreams are fun, but not when they interrupt much-needed sleep.

It starts out that there's this giant thunderstorm (I mean fucking HUGE). I see my mom out at the car bringing in groceries, so I run out to help her, but when I get outside, the sky had completely disappeared (just went all black, but somehow there was still sunlight). Somehow this doesn't phaze me, but mom's no longer at the car, so I go back inside. I look out the window again and it's just a normal day outside.

I go into my room, but it's the call center, but it's like a maze. I walk around and find my friend Steph and try to sit down, but for some reason I can't. (Something else happened at this point I think, but I forget what exactly.) I leave the "call center" and am back at my house, but in the basement. My grandfather (who happens to be extremely religious in real life) is there, and he start's telling me about how all books are plagiarized because they really all come from God but no one gives him credit, and then he realizes he missed the first third of his favourite radio show, and gets really distraught, as though something bad was going to happen because of it, and keeps saying "Oh, goddamn it!"

I leave (with Hot Hot Heat now in my head, haha) and go back upstairs. This time my room is my room, but there are two mirrors hanging on the wall. One of the mirrors reflect what I would expect to see, the room, me, etc. The other mirror reflection shows me sitting at my computer and when I look at what should be myself in the mirror, I'm an obese naked woman.