One Week To Go

I decided to sleep in today. Yesterday, I finished my paper for speculative fiction and ended up not doing the rewrite and am not going to, so I'll just have to live with a B. Fine. I'm in the library now, after just having done my research for the Medieval Lit paper which I'm actually pretty excited about but I know I'll hate it in the end, too, because you get sick of words after awhile, especially if they're reliant on other people's.

Last night I went to the Clark Bars concert and they were great! Afterwards, Kate wanted me to come to the after-party so I went and hid behind a pillow on the couch the whole time. I did keep score for the Scrabble players, though, until it all fell apart because that's what happens at parties. It was also James' birthday so I told him I hoped he had a good one.

In the middle of it all, my notebook broke and I cried. Just separated from the binding. Kat kept saying "oh, it's not a bad omen" and I said I know, I know, but that's not it. They don't understand me here when it comes to my notebooks. They're me. If the pages fall from the binding it's my soul falling from me--at least a piece of it and it hurts. Physically. It physically hurts me, but I'll put the pages back in and mend us.

First thing I did this morning was go out to eat with Jordana and her crazy cousin, her awesome mom and her aunt. That was interesting. The cousin is 13 and crazier than Jordana. Don't ask. I did some shopping then, too, in the form of books. And Anthony Esolen's translation of Purgatory finally came out! So I bought it. I'm reading the Inferno again so it's perfect and I've been waiting for him to finish that up for two years. Now, I suppose, he's working on Paradiso.

Next, I went to the Traina Center and checked out the art show which was pretty good. Jordana's piece was surprisingly really good, too. Then, I called Kate from there to see what she was up to and she happened to be there, too, only in the theater part at a recital. So I saw Adam perform and a few reallyl good other people and the classical music was great. I was actually really in the mood for that kind of stuff.

Then I hauled over to Josh's with my computer to get it fixed up before break, so he has it and my iPod (where everything's being stored) until tomorrow. I guess I'll call Kate after I leave here (I came to the library for the research from Josh's) and see what's up. I might go to that dance show but I really want to watch that movie, so maybe I'll call Kat and James instead because we were supposed to watch it yesterday and never did.

Mark called while I was in the concert, so I called him back from Josh's and as usual told me he had to go and hang up on me again so I told him that he's a huge asshole, which worked because it kept him on the phone for another ten minutes or so. "You know we miss each other equally as much," he said when I told him "You just don't care. I'm not seeing you next week. You'll just have to wait until the summer." And he said "Yeah. We'll see how that one goes..."

Ugh. I can't stand that.

So I'm off. It's sweltering in here. And I want to get back outside to that awesom 35 degree weather after a foot of snow yesterday. *I love the cold* (minus the snow).