Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
Got up at 6am to proctor my final exam this morning... so glad that is over. Also, Madison is a very strange and curious place in the twilight pre-dawn hours. Regrettably, I signed up for the 8am production section next semester and I think that I will become all too familiar with the alien creatures of the wee-hours. Granted I probably won't be going out for gin and tonics and staying up late (which I did last night), but if the fragile state of my body is any indication as to how I will feel all of next semester, this quite possibly might be the worst decision I've ever made.

I am exhausted, loopy, and generally cranky... I am going to grade all of the exams in one fell swoop, calculate my grades, wash my hands of CA 100 for a month and take a much-deserved nap.
posted by lmjasinski at 1:58 PM