isn't ear sex technically aural sex?
I am listening to The Velvet Underground.Today I kicked my Jew Lit test's ass. I wrote a 8.5 page essay, which, I might add, was pretty damn good, conisdering it was an in class essay. For all you who are freaking out right now, do not, for it was 8.5 pages in a little blue book. So it was really the equivalent of 4-5 pages. But that is not the point. The point is I win.
Tomorrow is Trivial Pursuit at Old South Pancake House. Rock on.
I went to yoga tonight. It was pretty nice. I've realized I can't meditate very well because I can't get my brain to stop bouncing around from topic to topic. Which also leads to me zoning out in class a lot. Hopefully more yoga will help me control that, because although fun sometimes, really, I cannot focus on anything for a decent amount of time. Except totally uselessness, like Trivial Pursuit or books I am not reading for class, or writing stuff that has nothing to do with what I'm supposed to be writing.
Tonight it Senseless Acts of Comedy and I am brewing coffee. I need to take a shower. I should probably get started on all that.
I went to Central Market earlier and got some Shade Grown Fair Trade Certified Colombian Coffee. AND some delicious granola to go with my soy milk for nummy nummy breakfast.
Kate and I were looking at our schedules today and talking about when we should go up to OU so she can audition and we decided that there would be no better time than OU during Hanukkah. I mean, clearly, no better place to celebrate Hanukkah than Norman, Oklahoma. Thus, we shall bring a manora and a dreidel. Oh yes, get ready to Hanukkah, Norman.
OK. Maybe I shall read for Vietnam class and work on my Sense and Sensibility essay. Or maybe I will play on the internet. Decisions, decisions.
2 Comments:
Aural sex = my favorite.
I don't think Norman can handle Hanukkah. Tell Kate to come to Mizzou. Columbia definitely can.
No, Mizzou sucks. Come to Norman! :) It'll be fun!!
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