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walkingshadow) wrote2005-01-10 05:52 pm
walkingshadow) wrote2005-01-10 05:52 pm
I can't get behind that, kinda like, English
I'm sleeping badly again. Having trouble falling asleep, waking up during the night, waking up—relatively—early (I was eating dinner at eleven or so the other night and N. couldn't wrap her head around that; she's a self-confessed early-riser, which might be an insurmountable ideological divide). Last Friday I woke up in the early hours from an actual nightmare. It's a nightmare when you turn around in a small room and on the bed is something that was human when you'd looked at it the first time but is now obviously an evil demon, and you can't open the door and you can't scream, you can only whisper help, right? And then I snapped awake and turned over quickly, because that's the secret to dispelling dreams, and it must have been around five or six in the morning, because as I laid there panting I heard the ROTC kids jog by, chanting.
Had myself an incredibly uneventful morning, though I got my laundry done. I need to talk to someone abouta thesis an honors project, and I need to do applications, and . . . I'm not doing any of those things. Why?
And then African history was amazingly boring. I finished the news in the Alligator before he was done calling roll, and it was Monday, so I was done with the crossword by the time we actually got around to, like, the lecture material (as opposed to hashing and re-hashing Friday's quiz format and the bleeding paper requirements which, if you were proper students, you wouldn't even remember you had to write until a week before it was due). We didn't even go over anything I didn't know from my public-school overview of world history (we actually invoked Africa as Cradle of Humankind) and biological anthropology—and know a lot better from the latter. At one point in my notes I had to write WOW THE ANTHROPOMORPHISM. The highlight for me was his inadvertent neologism: ". . . they do have the use of their hands for weaponing—uh, for fashioning weapons . . . " but there's a reason why I laugh heartily when people ask if I'm applying to graduate programs in history or linguistics.
The days are getting noticeably longer. Gym now.
Had myself an incredibly uneventful morning, though I got my laundry done. I need to talk to someone about
And then African history was amazingly boring. I finished the news in the Alligator before he was done calling roll, and it was Monday, so I was done with the crossword by the time we actually got around to, like, the lecture material (as opposed to hashing and re-hashing Friday's quiz format and the bleeding paper requirements which, if you were proper students, you wouldn't even remember you had to write until a week before it was due). We didn't even go over anything I didn't know from my public-school overview of world history (we actually invoked Africa as Cradle of Humankind) and biological anthropology—and know a lot better from the latter. At one point in my notes I had to write WOW THE ANTHROPOMORPHISM. The highlight for me was his inadvertent neologism: ". . . they do have the use of their hands for weaponing—uh, for fashioning weapons . . . " but there's a reason why I laugh heartily when people ask if I'm applying to graduate programs in history or linguistics.
The days are getting noticeably longer. Gym now.