So very many things I do not understand. Maybe that's why I'm in school? Though I think school and everything around it is often more cause than help.

So it turns out running makes you sore if you haven't done it in a long time. I've been taking some time off bike riding (been tired, feeling burned out) but was feeling the endorphin withdrawal, so decided to go for a run yesterday morning. I haven't run since March or April of 2009, probably (definitely not since May 2009, when I injured my ( Read more... )

For the record, 75 degrees and sunny is NOT conducive to studying or writing, particularly when your major paper is already handed in, and you have less than 24 hours to go until you are done with the quarter.

Argh.

There are worse ways to spend three hours of your Saturday morning than outdoors (in a mighty beautiful area) with a group of athletic guys in spandex. ;-)

That said, my legs are really tired right now.

I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of Bob Dylan.

Most music comes and goes with stages in our lives. But some of it truly is for the ages.

Best excuse for speeding EVER.

Am I total dork to be really enjoying myself as I sit at my desk, in my room, on a Sunday afternoon, editing my thesis while listening to Bach when it's grey, cloudy, and wet out ( Read more... )

It's 55 degrees out. Life is amazing.

(Although I am now inside, I WILL be outside later, so it's okay.)

Now, if only my body and stomach would stop hating me, things would really be awesome.

If I could write my thesis in my own hybrid language of French and English, it would be ridiculously sweet.

After a rather exhausting seven hour stretch of classes of one sort or another yesterday (filmmaking seminar then medieval lecture then remaining time in grad seminar--moved from Thursday-- then massage class), I now have a five-day weekend ahead of me. (No class until next Monday ( Read more... )