The Big One-Eight and Classes

So, as of 10:28 this past Sunday, I'm legally an adult in the US. Which means I can finally have bank accounts and things in my own name, and buy porn. I should probably be more excited about this than I am, which I think is due to the fact that my insomnia has kicked in big time over the last few days. However, my official apologies to everyone whose pr0n I looked at/read underage. Had a little party Saturday - mostly just some video games and cooking and movies. Comfortably low-key, really. Grace brought a cake from work which was delicious.

Anyway, spring break is now over, unfortunately, and classes have begun again. All I've had so far is my history class for the term, Industry and Empire in British History. It looks pretty interesting, although I don't know how long I'll be able to stand the prof's voice - he has a really strong New England accent and at nine am, it could be a bit grating. Microbiology is next, at eleven, and then Calc 4 which will probably be hideously boring.

RE rantings and ramblings to come! Because I've been playing RE0 and squeeing about Wesker at Jo, who is trying to corrupt me to the Wesker/Chris side of the Force and mostly succeding. And I'm attempting to apply logic to RE in hopes of extrapolating backstory stuff for Krauser and thus Leon. Yeah, I know, I'm going to give myself a headache. At least I'm not trying to apply science, which is probably a good recipe for frying my brain in frustration.