I don't care if it makes me outdated and kills my indie cred (although I guess I didn't have much/any to start with), but I really, really like "Slow Dancing in a Burning Room." Yeah, not a great (or even good) album, but I love the song.
Today was not too bad. I felt less "WTF" and more "I guess I just fucking have to deal with this." These days that constitutes a significant improvement. MBD was pretty good, and it was great to have Marshelle back with us - even if I know she's missing Colt. Renee and I did two classes at the gym (both of which kicked my ass), and then after some tasty dinner I managed to write three pages of my four page Journal Review. They are terrible, and the fact that it's taken me 2 1/2 hours speaks to my lack of ability to focus, but at least I've written something for grad school. That's one milestone passed. Plus...no 723 this week!
Tomorrow I'm meeting with MDB to talk about my ghost of an idea for that paper, then working more on this paper before Festa. I also really need to go grocery shopping.
...this entry is incredibly boring. I apologize. Basically I just felt an ill-advised need to confess my love for John Mayer and then felt obligated to continue.
In conclusion...I should probably take four classes next term. Interpret it how you will.
1 comment:
blllleegh. that's how i feel and i think you do too perhaps.
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