Right now I’m getting my thesis proposal together for my first committee meeting tomorrow…even though I’m not all that sure that the thesis in question is going to be done in the time my proposal says it will be. We shall see…
Then about tomorrow night…fears and worries drifted away, novacane killing the nerves. It’s just a dull dread now.
Everyone is sick. I took a tally. I’ve visited a few of them. So last night I knocked myself out, early, with a cocktail (a double dose of NiQuil and a load of vitamins) in order to aquire ten hours of sleep (that is tremendous for me), to try and cheat the sickness I thought I might be feeling at the edge of my health. I think I beat it. Fuck you, germs! 😉
Tonight, in my SHAKESPEARE’S ENGLAND class (half lit. – half history), I learned about the terribly complex and death filled War of the Roses (like a Soap Opera…with lots of blood). Got to read and hear about a funny, if dangerous game, the nobles played called “Who’s Got Henry?” Viciously funny and deliciously evil stuff. Those nobles…
After class, I was given a very genuine apology by a Pepsi bottle cap. It did, however, encourage me to PLAY AGAIN.
death, mayhem, and rum
Refer to subject line if you want to know what tomorrow night holds in store for you…at least the death and mayhem are redeming qualities, eh? Don’t worry about it…you’ll be fine.
haha, loving the last line, josh! see ya soon?
I sure hope so. I might be wandering around central IL, a little lost, after tomorrow evening.