Except there is, Eisley! So take that.
Things, in bulleted form, for faster posting purposes, due to the fact that I'm exhausted and am going to bed and getting up absurdly early.
- I found out at 11 o clock today that I have a Psych midterm on Wednesday that I haven't studied for. I have yet to study for it because I also found out I have a Spanish composition due on Wednesday that I hadn't begun to write. I care more about Spanish (a requirement) than I do about Psychology (not), so I chose to write the entire composition tonight as opposed to study Psych.
- Went to Den. Caolen (whose name I will never spell correctly) and John read, so it was definitely worth going, but my stomach, for various reasons, turned on me and I felt MISERABLE by the time I got back to my room so....
- I dove into bed and pulled a blanket over my hair, which smelled like Den and called Mike, which did not go well, for not fault of his, and then tried to sleep. That didn't succeed so...
- I had a total rant session with Red. It was helpful, except that I went a little crazy in letting all my pent up emotional and physical stress out. Meh. Then I had chocolate ice cream and read some more James Joyce, which I'm actually getting into. Then...
- I made tea. It was really amazing organic Earl Gray. Joe called me back from when I called him earlier to complain he wasn't at the reading when I'd finally remembered his flipping cook book. We talked for a long time, and at the end of the conversation and the end of my mug of tea, I felt almost totally better. The shower following the end of the conversation did wonders as well.
- I've finished my Spanish composition and gathered notes for studying tomorrow. I'm getting up to study at Carma's hideously early until my 10 o clock, the exhilarating Art History of the Ancient Amerias, the reading for which I have yet to catch up on, and then Psych, which is a review session, I hope, and then more studying, probably at a table in Bloomberg, until Spanish, after which there will be more studying before the absolutely scintillating History of Africa class and its subsequent section where all we do is moan about how horrendous the reading was. But yes. The good news is that after this semester, I don't have to take any more history classes ever. So that's nice.
- Dinner with Mike tomorrow night, amidst tons of studying, and then I'm reading at the undergrad doo-dad at the Hop Deli at 8. And I retract my previous "don't" for coming. Come, it'll be hilarious.
- Thanks Red, Joe, and Mike, who later called me back and was wonderful and kind and incredibly boyfriendly.
- PMS blows.
- Earl Grey.
Looking forward to Pittsburgh this weekend.
H.
