Free time? Don’t exist. Whereas I blew through the second season of Veronica Mars in three days, I’ve only been able to get through one episode of The Wire per day. Suffice to say, while I’ll find time to keep this blog updated — you’ll notice my blog frequency is down considerably — I’m not having much time to keep up with my blog readings. This is a trend I expect to continue through December 18th (when classes are out).

The Reason For This Post:

Jeep finally released pricing information for the 2007 Wranglers.

Chrysler Group today announced U.S. pricing for its all-new 2007 Jeep(R) Wrangler and Wrangler Unlimited — reducing prices throughout the lineup by an average of $1,200, while adding an average of $1,800 in content compared to outgoing 2006 models.

The U.S. Manufacturer’s Suggested Retail Price (MSRP) for the all-new 2007 Jeep Wrangler is $18,765, including $660 for destination. Jeep’s first-ever four-door Wrangler Unlimited is $20,410 (two-wheel drive) and $22,410 (four- wheel drive), including $660 for destination.

They’re cheaper than the 06 Wranglers! And according to this site, they’re already enroute to dealerships.

The Other Reason For This Post:

My passenger side headlight went out again (third time since February). Replacing it, I aimed it wrong and drove the whole night with it pointed out and up. Fixed it — sorta — and noticed my driver’s side bright is out. Grumble.

Today I had to head over to Cook Library for materials related to the Folklore class I’m taking. It was my first time in the building in two and a half years, and the makeover it has undergone is incredible. It really feels like a brand new building (inside, at least). They even stuck a Starbucks in the lobby, which one of my professors commented on the other day: “Starbucks doesn’t open until eight, but apparently, students line up starting at 7:30, and are then late for their first classes. Why not just open Starbucks at 7:30?” Or, y’know, beat the shit out of students who show up late because they “had” to have Starbucks coffee to kick off the day.

My student ID — which I got in 1999 — needs to be replaced. The old lady at the circulation desk actually did a double-take when I presented it to her. I’ll get to campus early on Tuesday and take care of it. (Getting to campus early is something I’m proud of — I’ve been an hour early for the last two weeks. Hopefully it is a trend I can continue).

I had my Chaucer recitation today. I stumbled through it, and I took some criticism from the prof about that, but he gave me a check anyway. I get the feeling I’m going to be doing a good amount of in-class reading next Tuesday, and since my text hasn’t arrived — long story, the bookstore didn’t get the order for it, and still hasn’t gotten it in, so I bought a copy off Amazon and it hasn’t yet arrived — I’m going to have to print out the first 10 pages of The Knight’s Tale. Apparently, Terry Jones of Monty Python-fame became a Chaucer scholar and wrote a controversial and often dismissed book claiming that Chaucer’s a satirist. I think I’ll have to track a copy down on Amazon — that’s some Chaucer I could relate to.

Quick bravo to Amazon: although I’d posted early in the summer about my need for a printer, I didn’t actually follow up on that until classes started, and I realized, “Shit! I need a printer!” I bought a Samsung ML-2010 laser printer Wednesday night last week, and it was at my door when I got home from class that following day. Score, Amazon. You rock.

I forgot how absolutely draining school is. Last night I was up until 1:30 and had trouble keeping my eyes open, and that has become “very late” for me, as the new routine is to be in bed around midnight. Some days I even wake before my alarm begins blatting. I don’t really have any days that I can “sleep in” … I’ve either got class at 9:30 (which means if I want a decent parking space, i.e., in the garage, I have to be out the door by 8:30) or work at 10am or 11am.

I still have not slept with any of the hot/cute/average chicks in my classes. Dammit!

Paris Hilton. Drunk. In a Car. Busted!

(I enjoy busting on celebrities who fuck up because it makes me feel better about my own life).

Work all day. Been doing my damndest to get these lines memorized — 1 through 18 of the General Prologue by tomorrow before 4pm. I’ve got 1-10 down, and I’m determined not to go to sleep tonight until I can make it at least once through the entire thing.

Hate.

Chaucer.

On the bright side, in sixteen hours, one way or the other, I’ll be through it.

Hate.

Hate.

Whan that Aprill …