I realize I never update anymore. I don't really feel like I have much to say because life is pretty ho-hum. Same thing day to day.
I feel rather dumb in both of my classes (Writing the First Novel and Writer in the Archive). I'm excited about the novel class because, theoretically, I should have a good chunk of a book done by the end of the semester. I feel like I'm on my way to accomplishing something.
The theory in my archive class is a bit frustrating, but whatev. Last week I went to this fancy members-only library to do some research for this paper I'm doing. The documents I was looking at were in these tightly packed boxes. I pulled a folder out, and everything inside (documents over a hundred years old) went flying. The librarian came over and asked in a (very forced) sweet voice whether everything was okay. When the same thing happened again with a different folder a few minutes later, she told me she was going to hold onto the box. Etc.
I do not belong in hardcore academia, apparently.
Running's going well. I hurt my ankle over break (waited too long to replace my shoes), so I had to build my mileage back up at the beginning of the semester. One of my classmates mentioned a reservoir that's about a mile and a half from my apartment that's really nice to walk/run around, so I'm looking forward to when the sidewalks will be clear enough and the weather a bit warmer so I can go for a run there.
Otherwise, not much going on. Mike has gotten Liz and me addicted to Supernatural, despite the fact that the shows pretty craptacularly predictable. I still look forward to the new episodes each week.
And... That's it. Now you see why I don't update.
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