All I hear when you talk is, "Bla bla bla, I'm a dirty..."

No, not really, but I'm sitting in class and I can't focus, it's just not going to happen. He's a good professor, speaks clearly, and very organized, but his words mean nothing today, I absent mindedly tune him out. I figure I might as well do something productive, so here I am. OMG, it is the middle of the summer, probably 90+ degrees outside, I am wearing sweats and a sweatshirt and I am still freezing in this classroom. On to more interesting things, I moved a lot of my stuff into my house this past weekend and boy is it gross. Got to go, finish this story later.