I hate sleeping here alone
*thud*
So there was semi-self-imposed exile from my room this entire weekend but it kicked ass anyway. Living in Kelly's room when Marissa is home is amazing...and shit, I left my jacket there. Wow...this is the third weekend in a row that I have not had to sleep by myself/in my own room. Grrr I will have to continue on that streak this weekend, but with different people. YAY
There was fantastic spooning Friday night, but last night definitely failed. After the H.Po movie, which was amazing, Kelly and I decided we were going to "study" and that really turned into taking a "power nap" to get psyched for studying. Then Katie Varner stopped by and it was more or less all down hill from there and I read sooo much of Escaping Salem suuuure. Which I need to write a journal for, except after reading Sharpe pretty much all books are shit, especially this one.
Dumbledore said "really" in GoF and Kelly and I both had violent twitches. Oh, Botelho kids. She's ruining us!
Anyway, we started listening to lame '90s music on iTunes and that was brill, and at 4:30 I literally curled up with the book and fell asleep...woke up at 8 feeling very "wtf, mate?" and wondering where Kelly was (under the bed, in the cave, of course). Wondered why she was not spooning with me, and was later told that I was sleeping in an "exploded fetal position" and she declined to get into bed with that.
I'm looking forward to coming home for break, except it means, oh, that I have that tricky little thesis to write which, oh, constitutes about half of my grade for this unit. SHIT. And it means time away from the kidlings (BOTELHO IS POSSESSING ME spectral evidence my ass).
As much as the eighteen inch height difference between Tony and I can be a little weird/hilarious, I realized today that if we're standing up and I put my head against his chest it's right at heart level and hearing it beat is very comforting. Ohio is way too far away and I do not like this. I feel this detrimentally unproductive pull to spend as much time with him as possible before I leave, but I know there is way too much to do.
List o' Things for tonight:
-shower
-Chorale critique after 11-ish with TB...then one fine art critique left! yay!
-millions of health reflections/summary-response journals (or, eight and a half)
-health nutrition analysis
-Botelho journal
List o' Things for Break:
-THESIS
-possibly last PoliSci paper
-Thank you note to, oh, KEEP SCHOLARSHIP
Thank you, Napster, for deciding to work today. If we have to reinstall the damned operating system when I get home I will break this computer over my knee. (WITH A BIG ROCK!)
I want to thank you for our talk
Holding hands while we walked
You made me feel all right
And I wonder how you feel
If it's really no big deal
Is it all right?
You said there's nothing for you to say
It would have happened either way
So it's all right
I think the worst part of it all
You don't know how beautiful you
And that isn't all right
Honey, I know you're hurt
Even if you don't put it into words
I want you to be all right
So there was semi-self-imposed exile from my room this entire weekend but it kicked ass anyway. Living in Kelly's room when Marissa is home is amazing...and shit, I left my jacket there. Wow...this is the third weekend in a row that I have not had to sleep by myself/in my own room. Grrr I will have to continue on that streak this weekend, but with different people. YAY
There was fantastic spooning Friday night, but last night definitely failed. After the H.Po movie, which was amazing, Kelly and I decided we were going to "study" and that really turned into taking a "power nap" to get psyched for studying. Then Katie Varner stopped by and it was more or less all down hill from there and I read sooo much of Escaping Salem suuuure. Which I need to write a journal for, except after reading Sharpe pretty much all books are shit, especially this one.
Dumbledore said "really" in GoF and Kelly and I both had violent twitches. Oh, Botelho kids. She's ruining us!
Anyway, we started listening to lame '90s music on iTunes and that was brill, and at 4:30 I literally curled up with the book and fell asleep...woke up at 8 feeling very "wtf, mate?" and wondering where Kelly was (under the bed, in the cave, of course). Wondered why she was not spooning with me, and was later told that I was sleeping in an "exploded fetal position" and she declined to get into bed with that.
I'm looking forward to coming home for break, except it means, oh, that I have that tricky little thesis to write which, oh, constitutes about half of my grade for this unit. SHIT. And it means time away from the kidlings (BOTELHO IS POSSESSING ME spectral evidence my ass).
As much as the eighteen inch height difference between Tony and I can be a little weird/hilarious, I realized today that if we're standing up and I put my head against his chest it's right at heart level and hearing it beat is very comforting. Ohio is way too far away and I do not like this. I feel this detrimentally unproductive pull to spend as much time with him as possible before I leave, but I know there is way too much to do.
List o' Things for tonight:
-shower
-Chorale critique after 11-ish with TB...then one fine art critique left! yay!
-millions of health reflections/summary-response journals (or, eight and a half)
-health nutrition analysis
-Botelho journal
List o' Things for Break:
-THESIS
-possibly last PoliSci paper
-Thank you note to, oh, KEEP SCHOLARSHIP
Thank you, Napster, for deciding to work today. If we have to reinstall the damned operating system when I get home I will break this computer over my knee. (WITH A BIG ROCK!)
I want to thank you for our talk
Holding hands while we walked
You made me feel all right
And I wonder how you feel
If it's really no big deal
Is it all right?
You said there's nothing for you to say
It would have happened either way
So it's all right
I think the worst part of it all
You don't know how beautiful you
And that isn't all right
Honey, I know you're hurt
Even if you don't put it into words
I want you to be all right