I have started grad school, and am through week one of six. One of my classes is a literature course that discusses Tolkien and his deliberate attempt to create a pre-christian mythology for Britain. As such, our required reading includes The Silmarillion, The Hobbit, and of course, The Lord of the Rings. So over the course of these six (now ( Read more... )

I AM IN MY NEW HOME.

AHHHH.

I AM MORE EXCITED ABOUT THIS THAN MY TRIP TO GREECE.

I AM OFF TO MY FIRST GRAD SCHOOL CLASS AND I'M TERRIFIED AND EXCITED HA HA HA.

More later.

maybe.

GREECE IN TWO DAYS!

...that'sssssss...pretty much it.

Things that are making me happy ( Read more... )

I am feeling way more zen in this moment than I have in what seems like a long, long time. And I thought it was worth noting.

Just posted to 50bookchallenge because book 11 was so good I had to share. My review isn't that great, because I'm exhausted and really ought to go to sleep. But simply stated: READ In the Time of the Butterflies.

That is all.

Goodnight.

Sometimes I wonder if I should have been in a sorority. Not the kind that Maryland has. I don't know. Maybe I just have this overly glamorous completely unrealistic picture of what it could have been like. But I don't know ( Read more... )

I'm not restless, exactly. I'm actually pretty tired, and will hopefully be in bed within the next half an hour or so. I can't read before bed to relax my mind, because I'm at the end of HBP right before Dumbledore and Harry get back to Hogwarts to find the Dark Mark above the castle, and really, how can you pick a stopping point once you embark ( Read more... )

Not that it would ever happen, but I had THE MOST glorious dream about Dean (yes, Dean, as opposed to Jensen) last night. I woke before anything too steamy happened, but HE wanted it to. My alarm went off about 4 hours ago, and I'm still day dreaming and shivering over it.

Well, I did it! Today I woke up at 7:30 (daylight savings sucks), and together my boyfriend and I met my friend and her boyfriend at the metro station to go into DC for the 2008 St. Patrick's Day 8k. It was freezing and windy and I kept up a steady stream of expletives nearly the entire time we waited around. The boyfriends came as a favor to us ( Read more... )