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During my walk to school at 9:30am, I decided that this is the hopeful season of cold and hopeful morning toes. Everyone wears sandals in anticipation of the fore-casted high temperature (68 degrees!), but classes before noon mean that the southernmost digits are forced to confront temperatures closer to the day's low (48 degrees). Brrr. I have decided that my fear of being cold now exceeds my fear of spiders, or at least interferes with my life on a more regular basis.
Not much is new. Constant reading for thesis. Constant fear that thesis will not be done on time, or worse, will be completed on time but be crappy and derivitive. Constant worry about medical clearance for Peace Corps. Constant mugs of tea. Daily naps. Spanish literature.
All in all, it could be worse. :)
Namaste,
Jacki
Not much is new. Constant reading for thesis. Constant fear that thesis will not be done on time, or worse, will be completed on time but be crappy and derivitive. Constant worry about medical clearance for Peace Corps. Constant mugs of tea. Daily naps. Spanish literature.
All in all, it could be worse. :)
Namaste,
Jacki