I suddenly feel like crying, yet no reason comes to mind. This is somewhat refreshing. I've not cried since... January, I think, for reasons I don't want to go into at this particular moment in time, though I'm sure I shall in the future someday. Today I finished my paper for Phonology after I had an insight that completely changed its nature ( Read more... )

I'm finally coming down from whatever was going on with me, such that I can sleep soon, but wow! I still have this feeling of love, and caring, and I had good conversations with several people that are possibly going to change my relationships with them in some way or another, and I spent a while working with my pentium 2 I got the other day ( Read more... )

Right now I love everybody, and this is good. And yes, I mean that quite literally. I went to the mountain today, because there was energy in the air and things needed resolving and contemplation. I climbed it, and the clouds were low enough in the sky that I was amongst them and everything had this ethereal airiness to it. The mist snaked its ( Read more... )

It is late, and I am still awake. I've been doing this far too much this month, and thought I had it fairly fixed after last weekend, but alas, 'tisn't so. Granted, I slept roughly 13 hours last night and needed all of it, so that might have a little bit to do with this ( Read more... )

I went to the aforementioned Latin party this evening, which turned out pretty well. There were a lot of really geeky conversations I could revel in. That, and my Latin prof's house is absolutely filled with all manner of old books. I was quite impressed by them. I went there with plautus and fuzzyila, and they both seemed fairly impressed as well. I also ( Read more... )

My wrists are feeling betterish these days, and it's quite a relief. I went today over to a professor's house to put on a play in Farsi, since we've been learning it in our Field Methods class for a semester now and it was decreed that we could do that instead of writing a grammar. I had a lot of fun writing and doing it... I was a suicidal ( Read more... )

Arm pains suck. Went to the doctor and he was aall not paying attention to the fact that I can barely hold a pencil sometimes and said "blood tests!" because I complained about my arms and veins and said that the veins were me drinking water and getting rid of it, and I was like bullshit, my wrists are the problem, and he said get tests come back ( Read more... )

After working on the Hittite final today, which was fun in a frustrating way, I headed over to my ex-roommate's place to pick up this lovely check the government sends me every few months for $50 or so. He showed me this really smoky tea he got, the name of which I can't recall at the moment, but will find out again soon, and I loved the smell so ( Read more... )

We had our symposium finally, and there was a certain amount of rocking that happened on my part. Having nicked my thumb while cutting bread and thus had my killer instinct brought out, or something, I proceeded to win both the translation and the oration awards, with a cool $50 being placed in my hands as a result, along with certificates and ( Read more... )

Went to all my classes today, and sometimes this feels like quite an accomplishment, as it is the end of the term and there is such a sense of despair in the air. I have 9 things to turn in or write this month, including a Latin final, multiple take-home exams, a grammar of Farsi, and more. This does not do a great deal to ease my mind, so I tend ( Read more... )