Nyargh.
So last night, and about once a week for the past few weeks, I keep waking up feeling like I've had a dream-within-a-dream not mawwiage, but I'm never 100% sure. It's just a really odd feeling. Maybe my brain is telling me not to read so much Inception fic before bed.
I have to actually read my sources for my research paper's preliminary annotated bibliography for my Woody Allen class. Thankfully I don't think any of them are about 12 or so pages (except for maybe one), so it shouldn't take me too long. And then Spring Break will be in full swing.
It's way too cold for the middle of March, but then again, since this is St. Louis, it's strangely normal. What does it means when extremely unpredictable weather is really predictable?
Also, I can't wear my favorite long sweater in the kitchen (where I do most of my work) because Mya thinks it's her new chew toy.
*headdesk*
I have to actually read my sources for my research paper's preliminary annotated bibliography for my Woody Allen class. Thankfully I don't think any of them are about 12 or so pages (except for maybe one), so it shouldn't take me too long. And then Spring Break will be in full swing.
It's way too cold for the middle of March, but then again, since this is St. Louis, it's strangely normal. What does it means when extremely unpredictable weather is really predictable?
Also, I can't wear my favorite long sweater in the kitchen (where I do most of my work) because Mya thinks it's her new chew toy.
*headdesk*