.glorious monday

Today was great. It started off rather badly, but it got great.
See, I woke up uber late for my temp job as the Chief returning Officer in charge of the dance elections. That was irresponsible and I felt like a total jerk. But then I set up the table and got 4 hours to people watch. I played a fun game called "Spot the dance major." Here, you can tell what major people are in Fine arts by their appearance.
Tousled hair? odd jewelry? Little attention to clothing, yet a sense of funk? Visual, baby.
Loud? Cuddly? Vanilla appearance? Theatre junkies.
Female? Thin? Amazing posture? Great clothes and makeup? sweatpants? Dance.
The music students are hard to spot, but all the design people have cool glasses.
So yup. Chilling with the public. Making 40 bucks.
Plus I got to chill with my friends. Victor was teasing me about my new brown bondage cuffs, holding the rings and calling me a love slave.
Also won the election (uncontested, but I'm still cool) for Vice president of Programs for CASA. Oh, joy.