Everything is a blur now, and it all feels so surreal: moving into a house, seeing beloved friends, biking around town, getting ready for classes... classes, right. That's what I'm here for. I'd almost forgotten. They commence tomorrow, as does the 365 Project, Lord willing. I am incredibly distracted and mostly useless for conversation, although I've been having surprisingly good ones lately.
"Middlemarch" was unbelievably good, but now I'm hungry for something else to read. And not an abnormal psychology textbook.
House meeting in 10! A better entry maybe later, but then again, maybe not. I'm going to the BEACH this weekend with the Pratts and I am so excited. I've been talking about it for months.