as too much of a social life. I'm not going to complain. There are far worse things, yes?
Today I'm going to read a book (online) called Foregone Conclusions: Against Apocalyptic History by Michael André Bernstein, which I've been meaning to read for months and just haven't. It was written sort of in partnership with another book, called Narrative and Freedom: The Shadows of Time by Gary Saul Morson, which I also intend to read.
I have roughly four hours before I have to get ready, though if I've picked out an outfit by the time it's time to get dressed, that will give me another half hour. But I also have to eat dinner before I go if we're not going for dinner, which I haven't decided yet. Call me crazy, but the stress of figuring out how I'm going to get this thesis completed in 11 days is not inspiring me to want a fancy schmancy dinner party kind of deal. Nothing against my friend who is leaving, who I adore. Playing it by ear, as always.
Update: I forgot my school friends are hanging out on Saturdays now too, which means I just got another invite. That's three places I'm supposed to be at 10 o'clock...
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