Wow. I worked so much this weekend--most intense workload in quite a while, and today I decided it had paid off, because I actually got stuff done (an algebra midterm and a french essay, among other things). It felt so much better than spending days on a problem set (cough-analysis-cough) and still not finishing and feeling defeated ( Read more... )

It is so hard to give up.

It is so hard to aim for moderation and not perfection.

Bedtime.

-It was unexpectedly hot here right up until this past week, and the first bit of cold, gray raininess is (so far) lovely. It makes showers and curling up in bed with blankets and big steamy bowls of oatmeal so luxurious and indulgent. I think I got my last little bit of lying in the sun in yesterday; hopefully it'll last me awhile ( Read more... )

Dance parties. In Portland. My life just got so much better.

The last few weeks (actually, the last semester, at least, but that's another story) have kind of been a blur. Getting sick, getting better long enough to go totally crazy for Renn Fayre, then getting sick again, spending reading week acquiring and moving into and beginning to live in a house, taking finals while half alive, then leaving everything ( Read more... )

There is somebody riding around Reed on a unicycle and playing a bagpipe.

That is all.

Oh man. I just got back last night from an amazing backpacking trip in Washington with Mary, Natasha, and Carl ( Read more... )

It was sunny when I left to take a short walk to the library, and sunny when I got back, but in between it rained hard enough to render all my clothing useless. Running in the rain is pretty epic.

Meme ( Read more... )

Ugh. I'm sick ( Read more... )