548: Daily Miscellania...
8:48 AM: I have a curious love-hate with my roommate TayTay's very loud and very obnoxious alarms... I mean, they did get me out of bed just in time for my class today. My phone had fallen underneath my guitar case somehow...
--9:30 AM: Despite the fact that I refused to read Franklin's Autobiography, whilst Adams was talking aboot his contributions to American intellectual thought I was tuning in and out as I was reading snippets of said autobiography.
--10:45 AM: Poor Ameshia--does she still not understand, after a year and a half, "je veux"? Apparently, I can speak limited French now and am suitably impressed with myself; I seem to be holding up in 310, at least so far... Need to remember to talk to Chirol aboot recommendation so I can finish up my application to go to France.
--11:45 AM: Fourth draft of No Exit review. Too harsh, but oh well, at least I finally got it done.
--12:15 - 45 PM: Picked up tuition refund--how did they end up owing me money? Weird.--for $2800. Deposited in bank; now have money so I can go to Coachella, among other various sundry things I'm sure I will provide myself. For instance, new glasses and my obvious lack of notebooks to take notes in class. Also: books. Though not from the school bookstore, obviously.
Got frozen yogurt in shop next to Whittier Village Cinemas. Might see Coraline there later. Yogurt was tangy, as promised; lady nice. Change so I can put more money on my laundry card. Tops all dirty.
Picked up Ibsen book for Modern Drama (was a day late--so didn't get to re-read Doll's House for yesterday; oh wells!)
--1 - 4:30 PM: Read Ghosts for tomorrow. It's been a while since I read a whole book (in this case a play) in so quick a time. Am impressed with self. Play is strange, but food for thought: syphilis, sins of the parents, anti-institutionism and cutthroat hookers. Very depressing, which I like. Am prepared to bite into it for discussion tomorrow.
4:45 - 5:20 PM: shower. Still not shaving. Apparently I can pull off the scruffy look--and whilst the hair on my neck is black, that on my chin is closer to a golden color. Strange.
5:30 PM: QC office--me and editor decide to just go with pictures and intro, and not whole critique-y part of review, as it's bitch's senior project. I've obssessed over the performances so much already that I don't really care either way. I like pretty pictures better anyway and don't wann piss people off (again).
5:50 PM: Came into language lab, saw Laura for first time in a while, listened to Santos tell a story of these two French "bitches" in Spain. He is ridiculous and amusing. Laura informs me that I need my own ride to the Ask Alice show on the 22nd. Considering who would wanna go see an all-lesbian rock band--have several liklihoods.
Tell Laura my plans for Coachella, says she might go on Sunday, if she can save the money. Then she gets a text form Annie confirming they will be playing at Long Beach Pride. Is incredibly (and physically) excited. I am inordinately calm, as is my fashion. Sure I will get excited later.
6:30 PM: Watch Preset videos and write hour-by-hour entry.