It feels like Spring.

I'm wearing shoes without socks.

I wore my vest instead of a jacket.

The sun is visible.

Are these signs that spring is actually here? Or are we yet again just being taunted into thinking Spring is here? It's so frustrating when it gets warm then then it snows again and gets unbearably cold. Here's to hoping it's actually spring this time...
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Last week I discovered that my bus route changed. It's not so much that the route itself changed but the fact that there is no longer an 8:20 bus. This was the best time for me to catch the bus. So now, I have to catch the 7:40 bus and get to work around 8:15. This is not that bad, but I got used to having the extra 30 minutes in the morning, or if I was aiming to catch the 7:40 bus, I always knew that the 8:20 bus was there. But of course this happens as the buses go on a downtown detour- dropping me off a few blocks away from work instead of right outside the door. Yes, I can handle a 3 block walk, it was just harder now knowing what I used to have. These two bus changes make me seriously consider that its time to A). get a car, and B). drive to work. The car factor stems from the fact that there are potentially two cars for sale on Adam's side of the family that would be perfect for me. Me actually wanting to drive to work comes from the bus schedule screwing with my perfect schedule. In the summer (when school is over and I no longer carry around extra books and laptops) I think I will try to bike to work more and that may calm my irrational driving thoughts.
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Adam and I were at his uncle's house this weekend and his uncle (after a few beers) was telling me how much he likes my facebook status updates (the same as my twitter updates). I suddenly felt a pressure to perform. It's one thing to just throw random thoughts out there, it's another when I know people are seeking them out. It sort of threw me off. While I like to hear people like what I am writing and enjoy my randomness, it now makes me think twice while updating. "Is this funny, or should I say this instead?". Does the fact that I now think about it no longer make it funny at all?
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Graduation Countdown:
53 days
14 more actual classes
92 days until I defend my thesis