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thought process throughout the day:
yay! the sun is out! I'm wearing a pretty dress!
I really need to write my German paper.
Ingeborg Bachmann was a woman, quit talking about her with masculine pronouns, German class.
why don't you ask me out, crazy?
yay! sun! overjoyed crossword in the park. (as opposed to cold/indifferent crossword in the park)
hmm, the sun is really bright.
hungry, sandwich in the park!
I really need to write my German paper.
Shakira?
shit, I'm really sunburned. go inside.
in other news, I have a new best friend and his name is Milan Fryscak. yes, he might be my Czech professor for next semester and he might be around 65 years old, so? I went to his office hour today, thoroughly sunburned, and we chatted for almost an hour. he told me stories and talked about Czech grammar enthusiastically (no, I'm not actually in the class yet). I also noticed earlier that I'm wearing the same dress as the last and only other time I met him, which was also the last time I wore this dress. I doubt he noticed. he gave me a textbook to basically do over the summer so I will be prepared for class next fall (hmm?) and conveniently couldn't find some other stuff he wanted to give me so I get to go back next Tuesday and hang out some more. I am actually through with school on Monday (totally and completely) but of course I'll go down to campus to see Milan. I'm such a weirdo.
but anyway, the sun is still out and I still really need to write my German paper.
54,mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm jn (<- love Vaclav)
yay! the sun is out! I'm wearing a pretty dress!
I really need to write my German paper.
Ingeborg Bachmann was a woman, quit talking about her with masculine pronouns, German class.
why don't you ask me out, crazy?
yay! sun! overjoyed crossword in the park. (as opposed to cold/indifferent crossword in the park)
hmm, the sun is really bright.
hungry, sandwich in the park!
I really need to write my German paper.
Shakira?
shit, I'm really sunburned. go inside.
in other news, I have a new best friend and his name is Milan Fryscak. yes, he might be my Czech professor for next semester and he might be around 65 years old, so? I went to his office hour today, thoroughly sunburned, and we chatted for almost an hour. he told me stories and talked about Czech grammar enthusiastically (no, I'm not actually in the class yet). I also noticed earlier that I'm wearing the same dress as the last and only other time I met him, which was also the last time I wore this dress. I doubt he noticed. he gave me a textbook to basically do over the summer so I will be prepared for class next fall (hmm?) and conveniently couldn't find some other stuff he wanted to give me so I get to go back next Tuesday and hang out some more. I am actually through with school on Monday (totally and completely) but of course I'll go down to campus to see Milan. I'm such a weirdo.
but anyway, the sun is still out and I still really need to write my German paper.
54,mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm jn (<- love Vaclav)