Just Because You're Paranoid...

In case anyone didn't believe my "most surreal week ever" post, let me tell you how my day went.

I woke up this morning around 10:45. Seems pretty normal, right? Except that I was supposed to get up at 8:50 and go to my 9:30 economics class. Also, the thing that woke me up was not an alarm clock, but the fire alarm.

I was so confused and disoriented by the combined thoughts of "why the hell did I not get up earlier?" and "why is the fire alarm going off?" that I really had no choice but to wait the frickin' thing out, and after a few more minutes, the alarm stopped and everyone who had been awake to go outside came back in.

Still confused, I got up and went to wake up my computer, but strangely, it was off. After messing around with it until the start button actually made it turn on, I glanced over at the clock on my microwave, and suddenly, everything made sense. Why?

Because the clock said that it was 1:40 AM.

If you haven't figured it out by now, there was a power failure at some point this morning (caused by extremely high winds), which apparently screwed up my alarm clocks and caused some fan in the dining hall to set off the fire alarm (I just found out about the fan part a few minutes ago).

Anyway, since I still had other things to do, I got dressed and went to get some lunch. As I glanced at the elevator buttons, I saw a sign essentially telling us that we have to take the stairs because the elevators might trap us inside if the power goes out again.

I live on the sixth floor. Do the math.

After I walked down to the dining hall, I noticed a sign on the card swiping counter that said "DINING HALL CLOSED."

Oh, good.

Luckily, the vending machines here take ID cards, so I made a couple purchases, and after walking back up six flights of stairs, I had a bag of Cheetos, a bag of Doritos, and two granola bars for lunch. Delicious.

After this bountiful feast, I had to head out to help with auditions for my TRF project. One member of my group is an RA, so he was able to reserve a room for us to use. The problem with this is that he's an RA in Day Hall.

Now, obviously, that doesn't mean much to you guys. But Day Hall (where I lived freshman year, incidentally) is on Mount Olympus. The highest hill on campus. Which can only be reached by climbing an assload of stairs. And it's about 15-20 minutes from the dorm I'm in now.

Other than getting there, the auditions weren't that bad. Although I find it strange that the other two members of my group are taking acting classes (and in true stereotypical fashion, one of them is a flaming homersexual) and claim to know a bunch of good actors, but most of the people we auditioned had no acting experience whatsoever. I think it went okay, though. Other than the whole "sitting around for half an hour waiting for people to show up" part.

Now I'm back in my room, and I just realized that I'm really hungry. I wonder why...