unto the breach
Well, it's 2:30 in the morning and I've finally finished packing for my little 5-day Connecticut getaway. I've got a pile of make-up work accompanying me...will I do it? I sincerely don't know--time is a most distinct issue. As excited as I am about going, I sort of feel that right when everything in the maelstrom of second semester is swirling to a climax, I'm abandoning ship. I mean, I guess I'm not missing that much but, well, I'm used to being one of the strong hands in an operation--never one to mysteriously vanish for three important days.
...I'm thinking too much about this.
I'm just an anxious person. Anxious about everything. A worry-wart to the nth degree.
Ah well. C'est moi.
I love Dara, and can't wait to see her.
I'm so excited about Yale, and want to plunge right in--I've been dreaming about Bulldog Days since December.
And still I worry. Stupid, superfluous worries.
Stop being stupid, Gary. Go ye, cotquean, go--Get thee to bed--faith you'll be sick tomorrow! (Bonus points to the person who isn't Aviva who can name the play.)
Well, away I go, everyone! My love to all, and so long, farewell until Thursday next!
-G
PS: Hamlet is completely wrong when he says to Laertes, "Forty thousand brothers could not with all their quantity of love make up my sum." Way to miss the mark, O indecisive one. Someone clearly never had a sibling as wonderful as Dara...
...I'm thinking too much about this.
I'm just an anxious person. Anxious about everything. A worry-wart to the nth degree.
Ah well. C'est moi.
I love Dara, and can't wait to see her.
I'm so excited about Yale, and want to plunge right in--I've been dreaming about Bulldog Days since December.
And still I worry. Stupid, superfluous worries.
Stop being stupid, Gary. Go ye, cotquean, go--Get thee to bed--faith you'll be sick tomorrow! (Bonus points to the person who isn't Aviva who can name the play.)
Well, away I go, everyone! My love to all, and so long, farewell until Thursday next!
-G
PS: Hamlet is completely wrong when he says to Laertes, "Forty thousand brothers could not with all their quantity of love make up my sum." Way to miss the mark, O indecisive one. Someone clearly never had a sibling as wonderful as Dara...