as though I neglected to blog yesterday, but really that's almost all I did. I had to get something out of my system. ...That's sort of a misrepresentation of the facts.
Anyway, mountains have been reduced to foothills, at least. Out of this stack of twelve, I only have to read the entirety of four of them, and I only need to skim them, no close readings. Then I have another book on hold at the library, and I need to pick up some theoretical texts, I have two more here I need to read, and one online, and then I have to reread the three novels. As soon as I finish The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which will probably be tonight, Cat's Cradle will become my subway reading again.
Intensive for a few hours worked great the other day, but I hit a natural break after three and a half hours, and after making dinner the thought got into my head to go out, so I didn't get much done after that. Same with last night, but I had plans, kind of, which worked out differently than planned, and then I decided to get into a little trouble, which I was rather successful at. Safe trouble, but still. And I'm pretty sure I spoke my mind about what was bothering me yesterday, and I got some honest information I didn't particularly enjoy hearing, and then I got some other information that is always nice to hear, even when it's thoroughly weird. ...I'm not making any sense, I know this. Suffice to say, I'm going to be studying intensively for the next four hours or so and then I'm going to a reading and then a slumber party, believe it or not. I don't think I'm actually going to be spending the night, though. We'll see. There is such a thing as too much of a social life.
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