I went to bed at a reasonable hour (11) last night, very tired and thrilled to be intimates with my pillow. At 12:30, I was woken up by not such an unfamiliar noise; people outside my window, on the exterior stairwell, talking away without any consideration to the sleeping whatsoever. Angry, I threw off the covers and stormed outside. As I walked down the hallway, I could already see the surmounting problem ahead of me: Orange flames visible through the door window. I hurried over and ushered the horde of on-lookers inside the building and away from the corridor. While they stood out there watching, perhaps throwing items into the flames and taking pictures of it with their camera phones, it occurred to only student to get help. She alerted the front desk the dumpster was on fire. A little after one, I crawled back into bed, lulled back to sleep by the humming of firetrucks and dripping of water as the dumpster relieved itself onto the concrete. My only concern throughout the whole ordeal was that the smoke would get into my room and initiate the fire sprinklers and then all my stuff would be absolutely ruined. Ridiculous, isn't it? Of course I had rushed to make sure the proper authorities had been contacted and after about 15 minutes since I had awoken, realized I wasn't the RA on duty, but at any rate, I helped. De ja vu because this happened last year, too. Probably a tossed cigarette. Idiots. It's almost 11:30pm. I'm at the desk, exhausted. I was doing French homework, got frustrated and quit after half-assing an assignment. I still have a smige more to get through. Joy. On the bright side, I've really been enjoying my internship and love Tuesdays for the moment when I can pick-up all the valley papers and begin clipping out my photos and articles. I realize it is no great work I do, but I also realize that it's the starting point and the road is being paved. Spring Break is about 10 days away. I'll be here for the first half, catching up on all the RA duties I've been slacking on due to other priorities. I have to be careful saying that because the RA duties really should be my priorities, but thankfully the staff (at least Liz, I think) knows that that isn't entirely true all of the time. At any rate, I'll do new bulletin boards and door decs before taking off on a fabulous vacation to Balboa...*sigh* On a final note, a story took me close to home today so I got to have dinner with my folks. It was really nice; mom was home early, dad cooked, just the three of us sat down and ate. I can't remember the last time that happened. Anyway, it was nice. Carrie