i've been out of school for how long?

so today was officially the day that i realized what all the fuss about winter is about. coming home from class (i'll get to that part in a minute), i decided to take the commuter train home from evanston because it's faster and takes me closer to home. however, it only runs once an hour. this meant that i stood for a half an hour huddled between the wall and a trash can trying not to look at a possibly drunk definitely toothless man while occupied only by the thoughts of probable amputation when my extremities never regain feeling. on the train i fantasized about the cab that would envelop me in warmth and strange smells and whisk me indifferently the last half mile home. after i got off the train, i stupidly thought to catch a cab going in a homewardly direction. i think i would've cried if it wouldn't've frozen my tear ducts shut. somehow my feet got me home despite the fact that my brain no longer sensed that they were attached to my ankles. even after dethawing in the shower for a half an hour my thighs were still puffy and red from their desire to jump away from the rest of my body and burrow underground in an attempt to contain what little heat they still possessed. i have never in my life felt as cold as i did tonight. i finally understand what the fuck everyone means when the say "brutally cold". and it's still only january. it must be hell to be homeless in this city. i was supposed to go out tonight, but i likes sensation in my toes too much to leave the house again.

in other, less whiny news, i had my first glass blowing class tonight! it was fun. i'm not very good at it (yet!), but it was very interesting nonetheless. i made a snowman something or other which i think is entirely functionless and a paperweight. aren't you proud of me? soon, you may be so lucky as to receive a useless handcrafted me original. isn't that an exciting prospect? so that's one new year's resolution that can be checked off the list. i should probably keep tabs on the other ones, too.

well, my internet addiction hasn't gotten any better but i have channeled it into a slightly more productive route. and by productive i mean productive toward the goal of getting me laid. i joined okcupid. yes, i am now officially a member of an online dating community. and i potentially have a date this weekend? i don't know how i feel about this. i'm still dubious of people i meet online but maybe this guy'll be awesome. maybe? what do i do if i'm just not interested? i don't know that i've ever gone on a date before. okay, that's not true, but i sure haven't gone on one with someone i met on the internet. anyway, call me if you interested in the details. something should be going down this weekend.

love you!