incoherent thoughts upon finishing my last paper and coming to terms with my idiot boyfriend

[thespottedmind]

I'm a senior in college. My (soon-to-be-potentially-temporarily-ex) boyfriend is sort of an idiot, or at least a little too broken, but I'm getting used to the idea. I have to have a career in a year. I finally have time to do the reading I want to, and it turns out that reading is reading for my senior thesis, because it's something I actually

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incoherent thoughts upon finishing your last (as in most recent) entry, written early in the mornin

[nickelslick]

Hooray for being seniors! Boo idiot boyfriends (ya know some days I think my life would be better if I was a girl, but then I realize the biggest advantage of being a straight male is that you don't have to date other straight males). Hooray getting an early start on senior thesis reading and actually caring about it (I'm doing the same)! A propos your nice meal: jealousy. I need to decide which language to learn in graduate school (if I had more than two years to learn it then it would definitely be Russian so I could read Dostoevsky, Tolstoy, Gogol and the rest but I'm nowhere near good enough to learn Russian while doing all that other stuff; I'm leaning towards either German or Spanish). I live at the foot of a hill! (I mean, okay, so it's not the kind of hill you mean but it still has beautiful views of the bay and the full moon reflects off the water and the houses on the hill are insanely cute and have the best paint-color gradients I've ever seen). One day I had a nice chat in Starbucks with a man who got his PhD in physics