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sigersonA gentle smack from the universe has been given to me today. Kind of the older cat whacking the kitten thwap--no claws, no malice, just a "go away and leave me alone, kid".
First--that paper, that so many of you sent good vibes for? It's done, it's pretty good. However. It's Spring Break. Spring freaking Break. The paper is not due till NEXT Thursday.
I walked to class through the Noah-riffic weather to discover a dark, dark lecture hall...and my inabiity to read the syllabus.
Then the bus got a flat on the way home. A big-ass MBTA bus gets a flat! What did we do, run over a box of ice picks?
Neither of these things inspired any bitterness--just a sense of amusement and a light paranoia. Which are helpful for every day.
First--that paper, that so many of you sent good vibes for? It's done, it's pretty good. However. It's Spring Break. Spring freaking Break. The paper is not due till NEXT Thursday.
I walked to class through the Noah-riffic weather to discover a dark, dark lecture hall...and my inabiity to read the syllabus.
Then the bus got a flat on the way home. A big-ass MBTA bus gets a flat! What did we do, run over a box of ice picks?
Neither of these things inspired any bitterness--just a sense of amusement and a light paranoia. Which are helpful for every day.
