So I'm on my way back to Alaska. I caught a cab to the airport this morning at 10:30 ($49, including tip); right now it's 11:53. My plane leaves at 1:31, boards at 1:01 ( Read more... )

OKAY ( Read more... )

Assignments:

1. Acting journal (just need to print it out)
2. Text work (print out assignment 2, three-hole punch the whole shebang, turn it in)3. E-mail Ingrid re: conference ( Read more... )

Guess who's skipping yoga this morning?

Guess who's got an eight-page draft of a paper she's barely started due Monday?

Guess who's got two big projects due Tuesday?

But more importantly than all that:

Guess who's going to Athens in the spring?

:D :D :D :D :D

So KL's birthday is Monday, and mine was Wednesday, so we're having a joint birthday party tonight. It being so close to Halloween, we've invited people to dress up. KL and I are dressing as each other.

Now, this is KL:

( Pics! )

A few days ago I was reflecting that 21 doesn't seem that much different than 20, or even 18. I feel outstripped by freshmen regularly. I certainly don't feel like I've got a handle on everything, and I had sort of expected to by now, you know? 21 seems like . . . a handle-having age ( Read more... )

Oh my fuck, I'm going to be 21 in two weeks.

So one thing that has been interesting is watching my Facebook feed for reactions to all this. I've taken screenshots, removed names (and pictures) for privacy's sake, and now share them with the Internet at large. They're not in any particular order.

( Screenshots below the cut. )

Fire engine going up Forbes towards Squirrel Hill, sirens wailing, 1 PM on the dot.

ETA: Thought. Pittsburgh = zombies . . . all the world leaders are in town . . . vast numbers of law enforcement types with guns are around . . .

Somebody wants to write me a drabble about the Obamas grabbing guns off their Secret Service detail and fighting off a ( Read more... )

Campus this morning was very, very quiet, if you don't count the half-dozen police I passed on my way to class. There was a cool haze over everything; I couldn't decide if it was atmospherically appropriate or not. The artistic shantytown that's sprung up by the Fence looked like it hadn't woken up yet. Compared to yesterday, when all the people ( Read more... )