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Last night I went over to Seafox to talk to Leah and to give Mike his textbook back. This was around 8:30pm. I left Apoorv and Mike's room at something after 5am.
I honestly didn't mean to stay that long; I did some of my work and Apoorv and I talked for a long time about whether if it would be possible to convert a Playstation 2 (or even better, 3) into a PC and about biofuel in India and other geeky things. (For God's sake, I spend hours upon hours alone with a guy in his room and all we do is talk about computers. What the hell is wrong with me?) At midnight we made popcorn, which was rather uneventful - I put the bag in for four minutes as it said on the package and went into the living room, and when I came back and opened the bag a cloud of toxic smoke invaded my eyes and made me cry; I looked at the bottom of the bag where the only thing that remained was a carcinogenic clump of what long time ago used to be corn. So I got another bag and made it (only 2 mintes this time). Around 1am, maybe?, I put away my laptop and my books and was about to leave, but then we started talking about other things, like the IB and all the beauties (read: horrors) of it, so I remained for another two hours until Mike came back to the room and commented on how Apoorv and I were 'too giggly for his pleasure'. I got up to leave but Mike started talking with me so I sat down again; by this time it was 3ish and Apoorv fell asleep, but Mike and I were deep into a conversation about superficiality and image and his superficial obsession with how he looks. He finally got out of bed at 5 to brush his teeth and I left shortly afterwards. I'm thinking about setting up a permanent camp in their room; neither of them object to this idea, actually both seem rather interested in making it happen. We'll see what happens...
I love these late-night, early-morning conversations with Mike, it's really very much fun. The only problem is, however, that after I go to sleep at 5am and wake up at 11 I'm very sleepy for the rest of the day, which isn't much fun at all. And I really don't want to change my sleeping pattern. I need to finish my FNENS proposal (which it really isn't) and then got back to Seafox to see Leah about the Spanish homework. I'd truly love to hang around and chat with Mike and Apoorv again, but I'm afraid that since I've classes tomorrow that will not happen.
I spoke with my parents for two hours today; I sent them the pictures from the Katahdin climb and so I had to wait for my dad to download them onto his computer and then I had to explain every single one of them. It was alright, though. I love my parents although I still don't miss them...
Off to work I go (I think...)
Paix.
I honestly didn't mean to stay that long; I did some of my work and Apoorv and I talked for a long time about whether if it would be possible to convert a Playstation 2 (or even better, 3) into a PC and about biofuel in India and other geeky things. (For God's sake, I spend hours upon hours alone with a guy in his room and all we do is talk about computers. What the hell is wrong with me?) At midnight we made popcorn, which was rather uneventful - I put the bag in for four minutes as it said on the package and went into the living room, and when I came back and opened the bag a cloud of toxic smoke invaded my eyes and made me cry; I looked at the bottom of the bag where the only thing that remained was a carcinogenic clump of what long time ago used to be corn. So I got another bag and made it (only 2 mintes this time). Around 1am, maybe?, I put away my laptop and my books and was about to leave, but then we started talking about other things, like the IB and all the beauties (read: horrors) of it, so I remained for another two hours until Mike came back to the room and commented on how Apoorv and I were 'too giggly for his pleasure'. I got up to leave but Mike started talking with me so I sat down again; by this time it was 3ish and Apoorv fell asleep, but Mike and I were deep into a conversation about superficiality and image and his superficial obsession with how he looks. He finally got out of bed at 5 to brush his teeth and I left shortly afterwards. I'm thinking about setting up a permanent camp in their room; neither of them object to this idea, actually both seem rather interested in making it happen. We'll see what happens...
I love these late-night, early-morning conversations with Mike, it's really very much fun. The only problem is, however, that after I go to sleep at 5am and wake up at 11 I'm very sleepy for the rest of the day, which isn't much fun at all. And I really don't want to change my sleeping pattern. I need to finish my FNENS proposal (which it really isn't) and then got back to Seafox to see Leah about the Spanish homework. I'd truly love to hang around and chat with Mike and Apoorv again, but I'm afraid that since I've classes tomorrow that will not happen.
I spoke with my parents for two hours today; I sent them the pictures from the Katahdin climb and so I had to wait for my dad to download them onto his computer and then I had to explain every single one of them. It was alright, though. I love my parents although I still don't miss them...
Off to work I go (I think...)
Paix.