The good news: my rib is probably not broken ( Read more... )

three grad applications to go, one more paper, and the sleep schedule is officially screwed.

Just in time for stressful forced familial happiness, too!

Vanessa! Remember the day in Physics 131 when Jaeger propelled himself across the room using only a rolling stool and a fire extinguisher ( Read more... )

I really love the movie "Mystery Men"

Even better is watching my father watch it for the first time.

I told my High School that I would attend the recent grad reunion this afternoon ( Read more... )

that, in fact, I *must* clean my room before I leave. I am psychologically incapable of leaving behind a messy room.

I had a dream last night about the International Medieval Bibliography. I don't want to talk about it.

Last night, I dreamed that 'craic' was actually a Scots Gaelic, not Irish Gaelic, word.

Let me make this clear: I had a dream. About a word. From a Celtic language. I do not know.

In the dream, I was terribly embarrassed about having thought it was Irish and having defined it as such to
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Please stop burning.

Love,

Morfudd.

* Tea with T. and Kolya, reading them Dafydd ap Gwilym in Welsh.

* Vigil mass at St. Basil's with a free-association homily, and trying very hard not to make Eye Contact with Emilie.

* Watching "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat" with other members of the MA class. Never having seen it before, I spent much of the experience writhing in ( Read more... )

So today we're going to Smokey Tom's. Well, I am, at least.

Furthermore: I love my MA classmates. I'm not looking forward to April.