yikes.
statistics: revised
4 major papers 3 major papers (1 turned in)
1 take-home final
3 in-class finals 2 in-class finals
2 tests
1 final project
2 books to read
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my astronomy professor drops the lowest test score, and as of today i have a 100.3 in the class. he doesn’t count attendance, and thus i don’t have to show up for the rest of the semester, and don’t have to take the final.
so, my only in-class final is my intro to literature final – my worst and easiest class by far will produce the most annoying and hard final. bah.
soundtrack:life.
i’m having this kind of day:
from: mates of state’s 2008 album re-arrange us
listened to: while walking across campus
p.s.
oh, and this horrific paper? got an A-. i’m basking momentarily in my four-papers-in-one-week-all-A’s bad-assness.
dresses & wellies.
my favorite outfit for fall 2008 (and a rare length shot of myself, usually behind the camera):
dresses and wellies. love.
three little words.
chocolate. covered. bacon.
chocolate-covered bacon, you guys.
i am excited and terrified. somebody make this for me.
monday morning ughpdate.
– thanksgiving weekend was many things, so we’ll do a little word association: good, restful, disappointing, sad but expected, quiet, traffic-filled, pleasantly spent with the boy, wal-mart, hobo-tools, sausage cheese & crackers, rum & coke in holiday cups, 27 dresses, holiday inn, cold, snow SNOW SNOW, steve martin’s memoir on cd, 500 miles, long talks, sleep, home.
– holy snow. it’s officially winter for me when we get totally dumped on, as we did this weekend. being in a basement pseudo-apartment, i don’t often know the weather until i venture upstairs, and i was astounded by snow when i finally poked my head up at 4pm.
– in the home stretch for this ridiculous 22 credit of semester. the next three weeks are finals, and if i hadn’t mentioned it before, these are the statistics:
4 major papers
1 take-home final
2 in-class finals
2 tests
1 final project
2 books to read
in the next three weeks.
beyond this, i need to do christmas shopping, and pay bills, and you know, muster some holiday cheer. so if i’m less than prolific for december, you will understand. yes, you will.
– we’ve been in the queer theory portion of my literary criticism class, so twice a week, first thing in the morning, i feel like a total perv. thank you, freud.
– i’m frustrated with my choice of winter footwear. why, why, why can’t i just like sneakers?
– i brought my own tea bags this morning, and am in search of hot water. i would take tea with me, but that’s just one more thing that i have to lug around all day. sorry environment, but i can’t handle reusable anything right now.
– i really love the holiday season, despite it making me sadly nostalgic and gleefully happy all at the same time, every year. now that it’s december, i’m loading up my ipod with my favorite christmas music, and lavishing in the warm glow of my parent’s christmas decorations, one of my favorite things to walk into. it always makes january seem so depressing when they come down, though. anyway. i similarly like advent calendars, and this year i got the boy a lego advent calendar, where each day is a lego figurine to put together and place in the lego city.
dude. how could you not get excited about christmas with that? (i’m not sure, but i’m sure he’ll try 😉
– this week is a lot of work on papers and a lovely house-warming party for the boy on saturday. i’m thinking of making cupcakes, my second-favorite.
have a lovely week of december.
re:read
this is bouncing around my thoughts tonight, having underlined it years ago when i read this book, and having reread it recently:
“the matter is difficult to put into words. for fear, real fear, such as shakes you to your foundation, such as you feel when you are brought face to face with your mortal end, nestles in your memory like a gangrene: it seeks to rot everything, even the words with which to speak of it. so you must fight hard to express it. you must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. because if you don’t, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you.”
— life of pi, by yann martel
tell me what you think, any response at all. turn thinks into thunks, and then do tell. top priority.
thanksgiving activity.
can you find the turkey in this picture? it’s really hard, so you may need to get your family members involved, and it may take your whole thanksgiving break to do so. fair warning.
happy day of thanks.
bnd08.
does it count as me participating in buy nothing day 2008 if, for the holiday, i am stuck in the elk-hunting capital of the world where nothing is open and/or the store that is open contains things i would never buy, like coffee mugs with moose on them?
or, say, the boy buys things for me?
i’ll say yes.
and in an unrelated note, this holiday i am incredibly thankful for my ability to justify everything i want to do.
sara, darling. 