This morning, the miniature manger in my house toppled over, and all its inhabitants shattered into little pieces.

Baby Jesus is still missing.

 Saw midnight showing of Sweeney Todd. Must sleep now.

 I am officially done with finals! Sweet baby James ( Read more... )

Ah, so I have one more presentation / final tomorrow, and then I can head home for break! It's going to be such a relief when all this is done, but it's still going to kill me that I have to wait until Saturday to find out my final grades. I just want to know what I got on my research paper because it was sort of my pièce de résistance of the work ( Read more... )

We actually got a college snow day today! Well, classes after two o'clock were cancelled, at least. Too bad my last class ends at 1:45 on Thursdays! Then I went to pick up my secret santa gift from Borders, and I must say it's pretty awesome. The walk there was not awesome, however.

5 days left of Finals. Then I'm home!

I miss something so very acutely and terribly, and I don't even know what it is.

Poe once said that "the death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetic subject in the world".

Then what is the death of a plain woman?

I have filming again tomorrow before I head back to Emerson to (maybe) ice skate and (definitely) finish my research paper.

So this week has just sort of happened. I'm getting through my classes despite the fact that I have absolutely no desire to work on the research paper I told myself I would work on tonight. I have six more pages left to write, which shouldn't be too bad, but it's still going to be pretty bad. Nor do I have any desire to start working on the huge ( Read more... )

I give you money and send you into the grocery store to pick up 5 items. You can only pick one thing from the following departments. What is it ( Read more... )

So Christmas is becoming more and more annoying to me. I want to like it again...to be childlike and naive and utterly ecstatic, but I don't think that's going to happen. I'm going to try really hard to like it this year, though. Maybe. It just seems like Christmas is made specifically for children and people in love, and I am neither of those ( Read more... )