Yeah, okay, I'm back. There's something vaguely intimidating about posting for the first time in a while-- like, "my post's gotta be so brilliant to make up for lost time." Or something. But whatever, man, whatever. It's all chill up in hurr.
School is in full swing. I made it through a really intense two weeks of midterms/papers and I'm feeling alright about things now. Actually, I feel so on track in a lot of areas of my life, and that's something that doesn't usually happen. I often get really on top of one thing or another, but then something else slides. But right now, I'm kicking butt in a few of my classes that are hard, and I'm working out and eating right (and I've lost 8 lbs), and I'm sleeping and socializing and, yes, my room is messy, but let's be honest-- when isn't it messy?
And I just bought a spontaneous plane ticket to go to Boston for the end of the week before Thanksgiving break. I'll get to see my kids and my various Boston friends and for a day or two, I'll visit my friends who go to Smith and Hampshire. [Perhaps I'll even get to meet Daisy?/Michelle, wanna go to Tip Top Thai at some point when I'm there?] Basically, I can't wait to be back in Boston where I am a happy pup because Rachel and Alexander are there and so are many other great people/places/things. And I will get some JP Licks.
I'm skipping Jewish Storytelling right now so I can "do some homework" but really I'm just watching Grey's Anatomy and doing some good ol' sitting. Maybe I'll read for class now. Yep, that's what I'm going to do*.
*Let's be honest: I'm going to go get a spoonful of Cool Whip and watch another episode of Grey's. Duh.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
We like outer space. And wine. And high fastening pants.
2 comments:
YES! Awesome!
And do you know what, I haven't had J.P. Licks since I visited at the end of June. Usually when I'm in Davis, I'm going to the T and feel there's no time for ice cream. Also, I'm scared that I'll have it once and it will be a life-altering addiction. (I have also lost 8 lbs, and I'm feebly doing my best to keep it off!)
Yeah, it's a bit tragic. I just always seemed to find an excuse to go there on my way *home* from Davis. As in, "I worked really hard with my kids today. I should probably get some ice cream to relax."
It's a dangerous world out there.
Post a Comment