Today, it feels as though I've spent more time in my apartment than I have all month. While I'm here for awhile each day, I haven't actually been here all that much. That being said, I've enjoyed an afternoon of Aimee Mann and Rosi Golan, a tasty lunch and cleaning house, clipping kitty fingernails, and burning CDs for my mother. I'm encouraging her eclectic musical tastes by gifting her with some Imogen Heap, Greg Laswell, the new Norah Jones, and about eleven others.
The semester is totally done. My final paper turned out to be 32 pages, which sounds impressive, but only 14 pages were analysis, and the other 18 were data. In boo-hoo news, my final grade was B+ in one of my classes, which bums me out, but much less than I'd anticipated it would. So what! It's a B+! It's not the end of the world, yeah? I doubt it's enough to keep me out of graduate school.
As for this week, tomorrow I'm having lunch with my favorite girls, and then on Thursday, I (and aforementioned companion!) head to Albany for Christmas. Strangely, though, this might not even be a white Christmas. Snow dumped on Washington, DC, where my sister now lives, and surprisingly, I felt a little jealous while looking at the photos. I'm sure that in a few weeks I'll be rescinding this sentiment adamantly, but I'm a little upset we've had no significant snowfall yet.
I've entered the time that is to be known as The Waiting. Graduate school acceptance, fellowships, assistantships, financial aid, graduation, living arrangements. I'm stuck in limbo for a few months. Come onnnnn, 2010...
The semester is totally done. My final paper turned out to be 32 pages, which sounds impressive, but only 14 pages were analysis, and the other 18 were data. In boo-hoo news, my final grade was B+ in one of my classes, which bums me out, but much less than I'd anticipated it would. So what! It's a B+! It's not the end of the world, yeah? I doubt it's enough to keep me out of graduate school.
As for this week, tomorrow I'm having lunch with my favorite girls, and then on Thursday, I (and aforementioned companion!) head to Albany for Christmas. Strangely, though, this might not even be a white Christmas. Snow dumped on Washington, DC, where my sister now lives, and surprisingly, I felt a little jealous while looking at the photos. I'm sure that in a few weeks I'll be rescinding this sentiment adamantly, but I'm a little upset we've had no significant snowfall yet.
I've entered the time that is to be known as The Waiting. Graduate school acceptance, fellowships, assistantships, financial aid, graduation, living arrangements. I'm stuck in limbo for a few months. Come onnnnn, 2010...
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