Stale Winds

I woke to a feeling of stuffiness followed by the impression that a flock of angry birds had rammed their faces at me all night. Knowing that I had forgotten to turn on my fan before crashing, I assumed this is why the air felt stale and warm. I reach my hand up to feel the air coming from the vent; I can't feel even a draft, but I know it is on. Once in the bathroom to take my shower ('cause I just don't wake up beautiful. There's work involved, people!), I noticed the vent in there was closed. This must be why my room felt dry and stale. I opened the vent and immediately heat blew in my face.

Not cool. It's October 3rd, not December 3rd. I then cursed the vent for allowing such a trespass in its chambers and continued on to my shower.

I think I have a quiz today in linear algebra. No, that's not one step above college algebra. Matrices can be tricky!

I apologize in advance for the post title sounding like a long-held flatulence.