I know it's been awhile, LJ. I am finally over the first big hurdle of the semester, and though I have one 50-minute French class tomorrow, Spring Break essentially starts right after that. I've done all of my homework; this half of the semester is done. I'm ready for a respite.
It seems like objects in my life are telling me it's time for break, too. I ran/am running out of deodorant, pain reliever, vitamins, razors, cups, soda, cover-up, printer ink, pens, money, X-Men: Evolution episodes to watch, hand sanitizer, paper towels, and things to do on the internet.
Recently, I have been making the mistake of looking at the dinner menu online before I go to dinner. The intent is always to assuage my fears and get me pumped for the meal, but that's never how it works out at all. The main item on tonight's menu is "Paella with Seitan." Call me uncultured, but wtf is that? Whatever.
I've been keeping the room dark all day, because Otto has been in bed sick ever since he returned from monkey lab. The problem with this is that it's starting to make me sleepy. It's especially hard to resist the call of the eyelids when you have a very cute sleeping boyfriend in the fetal position on your bed, practically begging to be cuddled. Everyone sleeps here, all the time. I haven't really taken naps this year, although I took them all the time in freshman year.
In other news, I'm in love with
Formspring.me. It's a little alarming to answer some of those questions, especially the sex questions, on the WORLD wide web, but I'm having trouble seeing actual harm in it.
Finally, I had a kinda cool English seminar today. We were doing peer-edits of our papers, and at first I was like LE GRAND UGH PEER EDITS SUCK. Because I never found them useful ever--ever!--in high school, and the girl I was paired with in this class is particularly insightful and on top of her shit, so it was a little intimidating. But in the end, I think we both got/gave good advice, she praised my academic writing style, and my professor gave me a blueberry cake donut, which I'd never had before but would highly recommend. I guess workshops CAN work after all.
Ok, I'm going to go...do...something? I don't know. I'm going to go figure the rest of my day out.
maraout.