I'm pretty sure it's a UN sanctioned right not to have to do anything your birthday weekend. But oh, professor's gotta be all like, "Ten page essay. Single spaced. No fun for you."
Anyway, I keep trying to write stuff for here, y'know, real stuff, but my head is all wrapped around APA reports, field work, actual work...
Speaking of, I'm no longer excited about work. Well, except for getting my hat. I like hats. But I had previously thought the amount of work I did would be equal to the amount of money I received. No. First night, they threw me into working the window, not even knowing how the headsets or registers work. I was terrified. Luckily I'm a quick learner, and after a while I was taking orders and dealing with customers like a baws. But I still feel like I should be making at least slightly over minimum wage...
-sigh-
Back to this essay. I will read some of your lovely arts when I am finished, and post a few here. Sharin' the talent and whatnot.

EDIT.
I said I would post new stuff. Well, I lied. I'm posting one new stuff tonight. The rest will come when I am not a lazypants. (It's mah birthdai. I can be lazy all I want, don't be hatin'.) What awesomeness am I putting up, you ask?
My sister's birthdai gift to me.

She is such a talent. Go thank her for me. And spam her with favorites and whatnot, because she kinda rocks.
But your sis is phenom for that gift. Very cool. (:
p.s.
Hatwearers are epic.
I look like a fool in them.
But hey, if you're lucky, you'll have some cool coworkers, and they'll make it worthwhile.
Anyways! Good luck with school, and happy (early/belated) birthday!!
and thank you!