On Friday, I sat outside for a bit less than an hour reading before I got too hot and went back inside. It was fabulous, except for the sunburn I managed to get on my legs, shoulders, and chest. I have no idea how I managed that one, really. It was only an hour! Oh well. I've been lazing around the house all weekend, playing Settlers/Seafarers of ( Read more... )

That was possibly the most relaxing hour and a half of my life, and I spent the entire time exercising. Walking, jogging, running, and swinging while silently singing along with my iPod are my new favorite things to do. I love my neighborhood ( Read more... )

FYI: Running is my new lover.

I found some guy's podcast that he created specifically for the C25K plan and ran through the neighborhood listening to that earlier. It's fantastic; if I hadn't found it, I probably would have gone ahead and made one of my own. It tells you when to walk, when to run, and when your running periods are almost over so ( Read more... )

( Here be vague ranting. )

And I'm back once again, with yet another entry. It's almost sad how often I update this thing when I don't have people around to talk to all the time, isn't it? I used to think I was fairly introverted; now I realize that I'm only introverted when I'm friendless ( Read more... )

The Keane and Mark Ronson songs that are stuck in my head right now are really making it difficult to memorize Latin conjugations and declensions for my final in five and a half hours.

manus manoooos
manum manoooos
manoooos manuum
manui manibus
manooo manibus

Potential confusion:

• manus ≠ manUs
• nom pl + acc pl + gen s = manUs
• dat pl + abl pl = ( Read more... )

Okay, I admit it; I'm only posting something so I can enjoy typing on this lovely keyboard. Apparently my mom doesn't like it, which seems ridiculous to me. How could one not like this keyboard? It's so soft. The way the keyboard is made, you're never slamming on the keys; instead, every pound becomes a gentle press ( Read more... )

Now that the kid twenty feet away has stopped playing Spanish soundbites and our Serenades song has removed itself from my head, I am finally making progress on my essay. I'm about two-fifths of the way through it, and I've been working for less than an hour. This bodes well, as an electronic copy is due in my professor's inbox by five and I'm ( Read more... )

( Two song memes that are basically the same. Hurray for time-wasters! )

ecce! mirum hercle est. My life is a movie.

I am surrounded by music. My French class is in the Fine Arts building, so to and from and during each lesson, we are accompanied by a piano, a violin, a cello. Back in my hall, a couple of music majors play the piano in the common room for us to enjoy every day.

The miracle? Somehow, every time, the ( Read more... )