It's snowing! The snowflakes are really small and light, but it's snow nonetheless.

My body seems to be a bit taken aback by this whole idea of sleeping as long as I want. So I got about 8 hours of sleep, and then my body woke up and was not interested in going back to sleep at all. At least it didn't wake up after my usual 5 to 6 hours... I would have been very grumpy.

Ooh, the snow is actually sticking to the ground. Nifty.

I'm home!

My room and bed seem much larger than before... It's quite nice. Seeing my family again has been cool, and I'm quite happy to be able to see my furry creatures once more.

My dad accidently found out about my tattoo last night. I bent over to pick something up, and he spotted it. Whoops. I hadn't thought about it at all... It's really easy to even forget I have it at times. But he seemed to take it really well, so it's okay. Not much he can do about it now anyway.

Dinner was great (and early in the day), and now everything has calmed down. I think I may try to do some work... Maybe get some of my prep work for my philosophy paper done. What a vacation.

I just realized my birthday is in a little more than a week. I'm almost 19. Whee.

Alright... I leave in about 40 minutes. My bag is huge. Well, not huge. But larger than one would expect for 4 days. It is not, however, because I'm bringing lots of clothes. Nope. It's because I'm bringing home stuff to work on. My psych textbook is in there, as is my philosophy book, some notebooks, and a few books from English class. How much work I'll actually get done remains to be seen, but I can at least make an effort to try and do something.

Alright. Time to pack up the laptop.

Just spent two hours discussing everything I've read in English class this semester. It was interesting, especially because every single text we've read was somehow related to another text, and not just in a superficial, "Well, both authors confess something" type of way. So that was cool, and it should prove useful for the final exam. Which is good.

Other than that... I have my last history quiz tomorrow. Yay for history being almost done!

And tomorrow I head off to the airport and go home for a few days. Whee. I get to see people and furry creatures and eat homecooked meals and sleep in my big bed. And possible invest in Soul Calibur II. Fun stuff.

Observing this whole situation, I'm really glad that I'm in a good relationship right now, one that is stable and makes me really happy. It's just one part of life that could be horribly stressful and complicated that has been made relatively sane and simple. Not entirely sane or simple -- problems do arise and must be dealt with -- but it works quite nicely.

Good news of the day: one of my brothers got a fellowship to spend 2 years studying in Cambridge, England. It's very, very cool.

I'm actually not that tired right now, so I think I'll go soak before I go to bed.

I preregistered for classes today. Whee.

I'm all caught up with my history sourcebook reading. Double whee. Tomorrow is my last history quiz. Gah, yet yay, because the end of that class is in sight.

I have multiple papers due in the next 2 weeks, and then more after that. The "read, read, or read" work situation is quickly turning into "write, write, or read and write"... It should be interesting. It does mean that I really should get some work done over Thanksgiving break, though, which sucks. I just want to lounge around and hang out and be lazy. But I suppose I will have to wait for winter break for that.

Another reason to love iTunes... A girl on the network has all sorts of Poe songs... Random things from soundtracks, covers, different mixes of other songs, etc. Whee.

However, there is a reason to be disgruntled with my computer. It won't let me use MyTunes. Some guy came up with a nifty little program that lets you download songs off of people's computers via iTunes. And my computer rejected it... It let me download and install it, but when I tried to use it, it gave me an error message. So I can only listen to some of the wonderful songs I've come across when certain people are online. And of course, it seems like some of the people with the best music are the ones who are on the least. Gah.

Off to read more history... And hopefully not fall asleep this time around.

Oh yeah... Today is 2 months. La!

I went to the chamber music concert last night... Well, the first half of it, anyway. I left at intermission because I was sleepy and needed to do something to wake up. But the first half was all that really mattered to me, because I got to hear the quartet that Nell is in. They played Dmitri Shostakovich's String Quartet No. 8, Opus 110, and it was amazing. It's dedicated to the victims of facsism or some such thing... And the music definately reflects this. The first movement is kinda of sad but nice, then the next two have this attack thing going on, which is throughly creepy, and then the last movement goes back to the sad. I don't know how else to describe it really... But it was good. The quartet recieved uproarious applause. They left, and the applause continued. They were brought back, and they got a standing ovation. I'm sure the two trios that went before them (playing Beethoven and Mozart, respectively) were thoroughly jealous. But while they had been pretty good, the quartet was great.

Anyway. After that, went back to the dorm for a bit, killed some time, and then played poker for about two hours. It was pretty fun... I lost some money, but not that much. The main problem was that one of the guys was crossing the line with some of his comments. I think everyone warned him to back off at least once, but he just kept going. After the last straw, I dealt him a few punches. The consensus of the other four people playing was that he deserved it completely.

After that, hung out for a bit more, then got some sleep. I've eaten brunch now, but I'm still in my pajamas and am feeling utterly unmotivated... I really need to read history, but the idea is not that exciting. I also have essays to ponder: English, final essay in English, and philosophy. And then there's things to read and so on. Gah.

I think I shall kill just a bit more time, then go be productive.

Tonight's playlist...

Sleater-Kinney: Oh!
*The Kills: Hitched
Maroon 5: Not Coming Home
*Elbow: Fallen Angel
*Portastatic: In the Lines
Ani Difranco: Shy
*The Natural History: Do What You Should
*Mando Diao: The Band
*Irving: White Hot
*The Holy Ghost: Or Dead
*The Clientele: Missing
Muse: Sunburn
Ozma: No One Needs to Know
*The New Pornographers: The New Face of Zero and One
OK Go: There's a Fire

Notice the prevalence of playlist songs (9 to 6 of "my" songs)... There's a very good reason for this. A couple, actually. The main one is that I didn't make a tentative playlist prior to the show. I usually do that in psych class every Thursday (it keeps me awake), but today I was mulling over my English revision. Another reason: none of my CDs seemed overly appealing to me tonight. And finally, there was a lot of stuff on the playlist that looked pretty interesting/good. And most of it was good, so it worked out rather nicely.

Sleep calls now. Yay.

Alright. I currently have both HaloScan and Squawkbox commenting systems on this blog. Use the HaloScan. If it's cooperative and such, I'll get rid of Squawkbox.

I got my English revision done in the knick of time. Woohoo. It's still not the greatest; I'll probably revise it again for my final portfolio. Still, my one required revision is done, which is nice.

I'm pondering changing comment providers. Squawkbox doesn't seem to want to be cooperative all of the time -- I know Colleen posted a comment (it showed up under my "Managing Comments" thing), but it didn't show up on this site. It's screwed up. So, I'm going to give HaloScan a trial run and see how it goes.

I'm feeling a bit better today. Yipee.

I had a meeting with my advisor today. It went well; she thought my schedule looked good. It seems she'll be on leave next year though, which means I'll probably get assigned a new advisor. That makes me a bit sad, because my current advisor is pretty cool and very easy to talk to. Such is life.

I really need get some work done on my English revision. I decided against asking for an extension on it... So now I really have to get to work. Or revise the 3rd essay (I have to have at least one revision), but I don't know if that's a good idea. That'll be pushing it to the last minute, and I'll have my final paper to work on by that point too. But this paper is just not wanting to come out. I figure I'll end up revising it for my portfolio no matter what... It's just a matter of making the Thursday deadline. Bloody hell.

I still don't feel very well. My stomach still feels queasy, I have a mild headache, and I just feel utterly lethargic. Not good, especially when I have a lot of work to do.

I finished my English assignment for today, but my revision is due Thursday. Gah. I'm pondering asking for an extension for that. I'd really like to do a decent job of it, and it's going to be more of a complete overhaul than just an editing job, so it's going to take some time. Add in my feeling crappy and well, I just don't know if I can get it done by then.
I also have a lot of history reading to do. Gah again. And I have philosophy to read for tomorrow. And eventually I have to catch up on all my psych reading (maybe that will happen over break...)

And while I try to do all this stuff, I just feel like hell. Well, purgatory, maybe. It's not unbearable, but it's annoying. And it's also causing me to go to sleep early (midnight last night), which means that time I would usually use on working is being spent sleeping. Not neccessarily a bad thing, but it doesn't really help me get done with the work any faster. Though since I feel bad, I haven't felt like socializing much, so I've been working instead of getting distracted by the chaos in the hall and such. That's a good thing, though I do feel slightly bad about it as well. Such is life.

Okay, my break is over, I think. Time to go read The Poem of the Cid, "one of the finest of epic poems and the only one to have survived from medieval Spain," for history. I can hardly contain my excitement.

I've decided not to go to aikido tonight. I can miss this one class, because the sensi was nice and gave everyone two extra attendences... So I can still make my 20 classes.

I feel kind of yucky. My stomach hurts... I'm going to blame the tandori chicken I ate for dinner (because I refuse to blame the ice cream). Besides that, I'm just sleepy and a bit out of it. Which doesn't make a whole lot of sense, since I went to bed by 1 am for the past 3 nights. Rar.

Since I'm not going to aikido, I have just gained more work time. I think I shall use it to read my history sourcebook. Fun stuff.

Quizzes...


Yorick: You are dead. Sorry. But we knew you
once.


Which Minor Hamlet Character Are YOU?
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Poor Yorick...


My life is rated PG-13.
What is your life rated?

Well, seeing as I'm over 13, that's just fine.

Time to do some work.

Picasso at the Lapin Agile was quite good and rather funny. Unfortunately, the fire alarm went off about half-way through the play. So the show was stopped, the building was evacuated, and after a good 20 minutes (after Public Safety had done it's thing and found nothing wrong), we went back in. The actors picked up where they had left off, and they did quite an admirable job even though the flow of things had been screwed up. All in all, a good show. Though Elvis showing up was really odd.

Still have the wind ensemble to go to tonight, and then maybe a game of poker. And no, I haven't really done any work today. I feel bad, but it's also been a really good day, so I don't feel that bad.

I love iTunes. One guy has a ton of Ozma songs, as well as some Sleater-Kinney, lots of Weezer (including live stuff and B-sides), and plenty of other good stuff. He also has the Invader Zim "Doom" song. It's great. Someone has a massive amount of game and anime music... Final Fantasy stuff, Cowboy Bebop... And Soul Calibur II music. One girl has an amazing variety of things, including musicals, classical, and soundtracks. And the Fraggle Rock Theme... Yes, I am currently listening to the Fraggle Rock theme... Not a cover, but the actual thing. This is so cool.

I am such a freak.

And now I just discovered that the Eels have a song on the Shrek soundtrack - "My Beloved Monster" ... And it's pretty good.

It's discoveries like this that have made me not do much work today.

I just downloaded iTunes. This is a good thing. Why? Because I have access to my fellow MLers' music. Namely, I have access to Peter's music. Peter has good taste in music, and he has a lot of it. Yay!

A quiz!






Take the What's Your Song? quiz and visit Castle Diqueria.


Not the greatest picture of Tori, but such a good song...

Last night was pretty fun... Grabbed dinner from the campus cafe-thingy (mmm... chicken finger wrap), went to the jazz ensemble concert, and then watched Clue.

The jazz concert was really good... My only complaint is that there were no trombones. That's not really their fault though; they can't force trombones to join the ensemble. Other than that, the music was very good... There was one song with a great flute part... Jazzy flute = very nifty.

Clue was also fun... There were some technical difficulties in the beginning, but those were dealt with, and much merriment ensued.

This morning has also been pretty good so far... I ate lots of yummy food (delicious chocolate chip muffines, amazing biscuts, and good applesauce-cinnamon pancakes), and then my cat noises were declared better than Jeff's. This is quite an accomplishment, since Jeff is the king of cute, weird noises. You can't see it, but I'm glowing with pride right now.

Today... A play this afternoon -- Picasso at the Lapin Agile. It's by Steve Martin. It's about Picasso and Einstein meeting in a bar and chatting. It should be interesting. And then wind ensemble concert this evening. Probably not as cool as jazz, but it will still be enjoyable. Somewhere, in the midst of this all, I must fit in a good amount of work. Whee.

Oh yeah... Thursday night, I went to see John Brady Kiesling speak. He's a '79 graduate of Swat, and he used to be a diplomat until he resigned over the Bush administration's policy regarding Iraq. He was very interesting, and his 20 years in the State Department as a diplomat showed in the way he spoke... Lots of thought and care. His talk was a bit scattered (it was completely off the top of his head though, so that makes sense), but very interesting overall. At least half of it was him answering questions, which was cool as well.

And that's all I really have to say about that. Or anything right now.

Playlist for tonight... Whee.

*The Strokes: What Ever Happened?
Pedro the Lion: When They Really Get to Know You They Will Run
Tori Amos: A Sorta Fairytale
*Sun Kil Moon: Gentle Moon
Jimmy Eat World: Blister
Saves the Day: Shoulder to the Wheel
*Communique: Ugly Moon
Damien Rice: Cannonball
*Scout Niblett: Until Death
Ani Difranco: Both Hands
Something Corporate: I Woke Up in a Car
*The Natural History: Facts Are
Dashboard Confessional: The Good Fight
Taking Back Sunday: You Know How I Do
Luna: Black Postcards

I finally found the Ani CDs. They're in the folk section, as is Guster. Good to know.

Strange things occurred on the show prior to mine (I walked into the studio... 3 people were crowded around the 2nd mic... One was playing a toenail clipper, one had a shoe sole, and the other was just making noise. Don't ask, because I don't know. And I'm not sure if I want to...), and then I was incorporated into the show after mine. It was quite random... Crunchy cod. "The crunchiness emphasizes the codness." Yeah. Again, I'm not really sure if you should ask.

Sleep sounds very good right now... G'night.

My psych notes are so very odd. First of all, for each lecture, there is the steady decrease in legibility. They go from my normal handwriting, which is rather neat, to a scrawl that may or may not be in English. And then usually at the very end (when I fully wake up again), they're neat once more.

So it's bad enough that the writing gets all screwy while I'm taking notes in that class... But today my thought process went totally awry. Actually, it just went from being awake to dreamland. And it switched right in the middle of a sentence. I was supposed to write something along the lines of "Reinforcement leads to repeated behavior"... What I wrote, however, was "Reinforcement leds to repeated insanity, my life." Yeah. And then I wrote something else that didn't make much sense either... Then I woke up enough to read it and shake my head in confusion.

I'm not sure if this is better than the incident in AP Psych last year, where notes about sight or hearing turned into something about musical. I must say, falling asleep in psychology classes can yield interesting results.

I went to the gym again today (it's beginning to look like it'll be a regular thing). My arms hurt again, mostly because of this one weight machine. I can't remember the name of the exercise, but I swear the muscles it works are not used in daily life unless you're a bird and need to flap your wings. My legs aren't too bad in comparision, and neither are my abs. This is good. Maybe I'm not a completely out-of-shape whimp after all.

Some quizzes before I get started on my psych paper:



What Anime Vampire Are You?


Morpheus


?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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You're a consumer whore! And how!


which rejected character are you?
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Mmmm... fangirly.

You're a bishounen!

You're male, but people often mistake you for the other option. You're unfeasibly thin and pretty and always have perfect hair, often surrounded by sparkles/sakura/roses. You almost certainly have a tragic backstory which involves one or more of your parents, and are liable to have a Tragic Destiny (TM). You were almost certainly invented by a female mangaka, are worshipped by a female audience, and your life is characterised by periods of extreme pain and angst. Sucks to be you. Which generic anime character are you?

You know your mind and don't take any bull. At your heart you are cynical, sarcastic and unique... and prone to pessimism. Don't shut out other people. Don't drown out what you don't want to hear with your own talk. Listen.
Which monkey are you?
Another pointless diversion from Bijouriel

All of these quizzes were reached through Bun-Bun's quiz results site. Yay for Bun-Bun.

So last night I realized that I had spent quite a lot of my weekend in front of the computer, doing various things for history. This was an unhappy realization, because while it meant that I had accomplished things in history, I hadn't done anything for my other classes. Gah.

I'm really tired right now. I took some time off last night to go to Target, talk to Collen, talk to my parents, and hang out with people. I really had not other choice. The constant staring at the computer screen was starting to get to me. Of course, because I took this time off, it meant that I was just starting page 5 of my essay around 1 am. So around 3 am I'm nearing page 6, since I'm writing and editing all at once, and my brain is functioning very, very slowly by this point. I can barely keep my eyes open and my mind is wandering... And my essay is showing it. So I give in to the need to sleep -- sort of.

I take a 2 hour nap, so at 5 am I'm up again. By 6 the paper is done, and I crawl back into bed and get up again at 7:45. So last night I got roughly 3 and a half hours of sleep last night. Whee.

I got my history quiz back today. I didn't fail, but I also didn't do extremely well. However, this came as no surprise, so I'm okay with it.

Philosophy class was good today. Raff was on the top of his game, and what he was saying was actually making sense. It may have had something to do with having a larger audience than usual - this is the tail end of Discovery Weekend, so there are lots of specs around campus. My philosophy class usually has 10 people. Today there were about 25 people there. That's right -- the specs outnumbered the actual students. Anyway, Raff tried to make sure they understood what was going on, which meant that the rest of us followed him for once as well. It was cool. It'll probably never happen again, though... But I still love that class.

Okay. It's time for me to go read Beloved until I fall asleep. Yay.

I played a Belle and Sebastian song on my radio show awhile back... "Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying," I think, or maybe "If You're Feeling Sinister"... Anyway, one of the guys on the hall really liked it, and lately whenever I see him he seems to be humming or singing somet Belle and Sebastian song. Apparently he downloaded a fair amount of their music.

Right now I'm playing Weezer's Blue Album, and "Buddy Holly" just finished awhile ago. While it was playing, the guy asked me what it was... And just a bit later, he was singing it. So maybe I've managed to get him to download lots of Weezer music now.

Bwahahahaha. Feel the power.

Last night was fun... I played poker with some of the guys (put $5 in, took $6 out, yay!) and then got ready for the fall formal. When we got to the formal, it was pretty empty, but that actually wasn't a bad thing... We basically had the whole dance floor to ourselves, and we could be silly and have fun dancing without caring about looking dumb. Eventually more people showed up, and a good time was had by all. Whee.

And now, to go write my history paper. Blech.

One of the reasons why I may be up is because I had a bad dream. I mean, I intended on getting up early today anyway, but the dream kind of made me follow through with that.

I think the worst part about it was that it was so realistic - at least the part that I remember. It wasn't like one of those nightmares where when you wake up you know that it could never happen in the real world. Nope, this could definitely happen.

So I woke up feeling horrible, with a pit in my stomach, in desperate need of reassurance. Luckily I could just roll over and get a hug and cuddle... But the last part of the dream, right before I woke up, which just overwhelmed me with a wave of rejection and other not nice feelings, has been repeating itself now and then throughout the morning. *shakes head* Not nice at all.

Going to go be productive and do work now. That is, after all, why I planned on getting up early today anyway.

I am up, fed, showered, and dressed. It is not quite 11 am. It is Saturday. How scary is that?

So, I went and saw Matrix: Revolutions tonight. It was alright... Very nice special effects and all, but the acting was pretty stiff and I felt a bit beaten over the head with the Christ symbolism and all. The first was definately the best, but the other 2 were fun. Just not amazing.

I'm going to try to make myself get up at a reasonable time tomorrow and get some work done. Note the use of the word try. I'm not sure if it will actually occur.

I bought Damien Rice's CD tonight... I just started listening to it, and it's pretty good. Very nice and soothing-like so far.

Soul Calibur II is rearing its ugly head. The movie theatre had it... But it was in use, so I didn't get a chance to play. But one of the guys I was with has it on Gamecube, apparently. He said I can come play whenever. I have a feeling I'll take him up on the offer, just because the temptation is so great. I know I'll end up buying it over Thanksgiving break, winter break at the very latest.

Oh yeah... 11 of us went to the movie. 2 girls, 9 guys. And the other girl wandered off with one of the guys (No, nothing like that... At least I don't think so. I hope not.), so that meant it was me and 8 guys. It was a bit odd. I mean, usually it's me and about 5 guys.
Really, though... I hang out with so many more guys than girls here. It's not that I don't know girls... I do. And I talk to them, but when it actually comes to doing something, it's usually with a group of guys. I guess it's because I do a lot of stuff with people from my hall, and the guys on the hall are usually here while the other girls are not.
I guess the uneven ratio doesn't really bother me. The guys are all really great and fun to hang out with, so it's nice.

In fact, I think I'll go hang out with them now.

I think I'm going to take art instead of philosophy next semester. That means my schedule will probably be this...

MWF: Astro 1, 10:30-11:20
TTh: Abnormal Psych, 9:55-11:10
Studio Art, 1:15-4:00
F: Milton seminar, 2:15-5:00

So... Only one class on Monday and Wednesday (and at 10:30, too!), and two on Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. Not bad.

I need to go see if my laundry is done yet. Whee.

So I took my history quiz today. *shudder* I know it went badly. Luckily, it's only one of the three quizzes in that class, and the quizzes are only 10% of the grade. And it's pass/fail anyway... And I'm in no danger of failing.

Still, I'm not too happy about it. But I'm so tired right now that I don't really have the energy to care... Instead, I'm going to go take a nap.

Quiz!



i am extremely intelligent and very wise. i think logically and rhetorically in order to get problems solved. if i'm not mad now, i'm getting very close.

how mad are you?

this quiz was made by piksy

Hmm. I'm not sure if this is a good thing...

Tonight's show was an all-female vocalist affair, because last week was accidently all-guy, except for the very last song.

Poe: Hello
*Scout Niblett: 12 Miles
Lennon: Brake of Your Car
Hooverphonic: Plus Profound
*Pretty Girls Make Graves: A Certain Cemetary
Fiona Apple: Paper Bag
Tori Amos: She’s Your Cocaine
*Essential Logic: Wake Up
Bif Naked: Leader
Sneaker Pimps: Roll On
*The Kills: Superstition
Garbage: Only Happy When It Rains
Yeah Yeah Yeahs: Y Control
Sleater-Kinney: Banned from the End of the World
Emiliana Torrini: Tuna Fish

I completely slacked off on my playlist duties tonight. Oops.

Dear lord. I'm going through my history notes, looking for dates to construct a timeline. My notes are scary... You can tell the days I was really tired -- the handwriting is horrible, and things just trail off and run together and stop making sense altogether. It's pathetic.

A girl on the hall noticed a potato chip bag in her trash can shaking. When I came back from dinner, she was standing in the hall eyeing it warily. We investigated it, discovered it was a mouse. He was cute and small, and we took him outside... But he'll probably be back.

Got involved in a discussion in the hall... Sort of political theory, in a way... Hard to explain. Anyway, I think I may be more cynical than I thought. It's interesting.

I have a history quiz tomorrow. I am not that ready... I am not ready at all. I am either going to do not so well, or I'm not going to get much sleep tonight. Actually, since I have my radio show, it will probably be both.

Pass/fail, pass/fail, pass/fail, pass/fail...

Claudia has moved house again... It's still called Sharkey's Days, but it's at a new location. Hopefully this will be the last switch for awhile.

Played an interesting board game last night... Kill Dr. Lucky. It's sort of like Clue, in the way that you're in a big old house and one of the players is responsible for killing the owner of the house. Only the point of the game isn't to solve the murder, it's to commit it. And you try to stop the other people from killing him first. It's a bit hard to explain, but it's actually pretty easy to play. The cards are the best part, though... They include such things as shoehorns, a killing joke, a crepe pan, a chainsaw, and a Civil War cannon as weapons... And slipping on a banana peel, getting distracted by an ice cream truck, being very, very stupid, and having a wizen karate master jump out are all possible failure cards that people can use to prevent the murder. Like I said... Interesting.

I stayed awake through all of psychology class today. I was so proud. Granted, I was reading the Phoenix (Swat's newspaper) for about half of it, but I was still awake and taking notes.

I'm not as sore as I expected to be today... My arms ache a little bit, but it's manageable. Yipee.

The book that we starting reading in history this week, a primary source entitled The Murder of Charles the Good, is insane. But it's insane in a very nice way: half of it is footnotes. Footnotes that I don't have to read. It's great. They'll be maybe 2/3rds of a page of text, then the rest is footnotes. One page was about 5 lines of text, with the rest of it footnotes. And there are big margins, especially on the bottom of the page. So even though the reading assignment initially looks lengthy, it really isn't. It's great.

This weekend is going to be not much fun, I fear. Well, actually, it should be okay. I'm going to go see a movie tomorrow night, and then the fall formal is Saturday night. But the rest of the time is going to be spent doing work. Lots of it. I have a history paper due Monday, psychology to read, a psych attachment paper due on Wednesday, I have to finish reading Beloved for Tuesday, and if I get my English paper back, I'll need to work on a revision for that. And somewhere in there I really, really want to get lots of sleep and email people. Hmm.

Off to go read my history sourcebook until it's time for English class. Such fun.

I let myself get talked into going to the gym today. Actually, it wasn't bad, even though I haven't really lifted weights since the end of track. I got to use the scary, pretty machines (yay for diagrams and directions, otherwise I may have accidently killed myself...) and felt like I had accomplished something. I did some leg stuff, but mostly arms.

That, in retrospect, was not a wise move. Because I went to aikido tonight, and they broke out the weapons again. Last time I was in the staff group (which has a much cooler name that I don't remember); this time I was in the wooden sword group. It was really cool -- my 2 favorite aikido classes have been the ones with the weapons; there's something really calming and centering about the repition of the movements. However, there was lots of arm movement which turned into arm strain and pain... Which means I'm really not sure if I'm going to be able to lift my arms very much tomorrow. Owie.

On that note, I'm going to soak in the tub and massage my muscles into some semblence of relaxation.

I'm feeling rather lethargic at the moment... Don't want to read or do work, really. I'm even too lazy to want to play on the computer, which is just sad. Blech.

Been thinking about classes... Have a tentative schedule figured out:

1) Intro Astro (taken pass/fail, because I can, and I might as well make use of the 4 other pass/fail options I have)
2) English seminar on Milton (the prof is apparently amazing, and I need a class of pre-1830 literature to be an English major)
3) Abnormal Psychology (also supposed to be a good class, and I'm interested in this sort of thing)
4)a. Moral Philosophy (with one of the best philosophy profs here, which means it'll be tough to get in)
b. Modern Philosophy (with the prof who teaches my intro course, who is cool but a bit out of it at times)
c. A studio art class (because I would get to draw and such, and it's been so long since I've taken an art class)

The really cool thing about this schedule is that if I get the Astro section I want, I won't have class until 10:30 on MWF. Though if I take power yoga the second half of the semester, I'll have that at 9 on WF, but I think I can handle that... And I may take fencing instead, because that would be fun. TTh classes would start at 9:55, but that's not bad... That's what I have now, and I'm okay (well... I do fall asleep in psych on occasion, but that has little to do with the time of the class and a lot to do with the lecture setting and the comfy seats).

Anyway. Time to get some sleep... Maybe that way I won't fall asleep in psych tomorrow.

I've been feeling like I've been behind in my work lately, and I've been feeling guilty because of it. Tonight I buckled down and did a big chunk of reading, so I felt nice and productive. It was good... Next semester, I'm going to try to get a balance between reading-intensive and other classes. Next semester I won't have the cushion of pass/fail... And my perfectionist ways are not going to let me settle for mediocracy.

Last night was really fun. After dinner, some of us played some foosball and then headed to the Vertigo-go show. It was improv comedy, and it was really funny.

By the time that was over, it almost time for the ML party to start. So we went back to the dorm and got dressed... By the time I was ready it was past 11, but that was fine, because I really had no intention of staying from 10 to 2 anyway. So we headed over to the party. The breakfast room was incredibly crowded... Wall to wall people, barely enough room to move, and very, very warm. I danced some, talked to some people, had a few drinks, and by 12:30 I had decided to call it a night. After all, I had only gotten 3 hours of sleep the night before (yay for WSRN!) and a nap in the afternoon, so I was pretty sleepy. Of course, with the party still going on, it was impossible to actually sleep... But at least I wasn't surrounded by an insane number of people.

All in all, it was fun... But not something I'm going to be doing every weekend. A party here and there is nice, but I'd rather just hang out with people and talk or watch a movie or something.

Anyway... It's almost 1:30, and I'm still in my pajamas. I think I'll go shower, and then I get to spend most of the rest of the day reading psych.