Grizzly bears.

I'm fairly certain there was something I wanted to blog about the other day, but now I have no idea what it was. Oh, well.

Instead, I'm going to celebrate the little things that made me smile today.

First, they've been having a security guard watch the gate at the Institute parking structure this semester, presumably to prevent people from tailgating or borrowing access cards. She is one of the most cheerful people I've ever seen. Every morning, there she is with a big smile on her face, saying "good morning" and admonishing people to have a great day. She's living proof that smiles are contagious.

Secondly, we discussed prepositions in my grammar class. I'm such a sucker for prepositions (and three-piece suits, but that doesn't really have anything to do with anything). We talked about the other parts of speech, too, and in way more detail than most people care to fathom. When the professor asked us to write a sentence containing an adverb modifying an adverb, I cheekily put down, "Indiana Jones proceeded very cautiously." It made me giggle.

Next, I got to sit in the second floor window of the music building and read a cleverly written chapter on the Indo-European language family while munching on Chicken in a Bizkit.

That's what I was doing when Laura showed up with a cooler full of mason jars--mason jars filled with cake. Not just any cake, mind you. Rainbow cake. That girl is a marvel. After she got out of choir, there were four or five of us just sitting around eating magic out of a jar.

Latin was, well, Latin-y.

In my history of English class, we talked about nifty things like metathesis (when two sounds in a word switch places, like saying aks for ask) and cognates (words with a common ancestry). Sometimes I feel like I just get way too darn excited about odd things like sound change and parts of speech. I was fairly bouncing in my seat at times.

Thursdays are my longest days, but that was almost worth it to hear the startling boom of fireworks partway through ENG 414 that indicated the football team was running out onto the field for the first game of the season. Oh, how I do adore fireworks! And football. But mostly fireworks.

It was a mighty fine day, in my estimation.

Listening to: "You Give Love A Bad Name" by Bon Jovi
Reading: Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain