good day
Today was nice. Got up, put on laundry, finished The Exorcist (suspenseful, but not scary-- although my friend Ryan now says I must see the movie, which will doubtless Freak Me Out) whilst enjoying the beautiful weather, had breakfast with maybe six of the usual suspects, came back to the room, read a good chunk of Gore Vidal's Creation (exposition-tastic. But interesting), realized I was incredibly tired, took the most incredibly decadent four hour nap EVAR, woke up to realize it had turned damp and drizzly, retrieved my laundry, put it away while watching Father Ted (... bwahahahaha!), straightened up. Dinner was pleasant, too-- I got a to-go box from the cafeteria, since all my friends are either working or busy, and ate sitting in a deep, arched brick doorway, warm and dry, and watching the splish of raindrops on pavement. If I stretched my legs all the way out, the rain tickled my toes.
Plans for the evening include reading Elizabeth Spencer's Light in the Piazza for English on Tuesday, working on my virtual astronomy report, calling my awesome mother, watching The Exorcist and falling asleep whilst cuddling (after I calm down and cease thinking I'm about to be eaten by demons, obviously.)
If there is a better, perfectly ordinary day, please do let me know, so I can hunt it down and kill it.
Plans for the evening include reading Elizabeth Spencer's Light in the Piazza for English on Tuesday, working on my virtual astronomy report, calling my awesome mother, watching The Exorcist and falling asleep whilst cuddling (after I calm down and cease thinking I'm about to be eaten by demons, obviously.)
If there is a better, perfectly ordinary day, please do let me know, so I can hunt it down and kill it.