chronological/order. order? maybe.

today i:

1. slept through statistics. or rather, slept through the first several minutes of it and didn't make it to campus until after it had finished. so be it. i am a little tired and a little sad and wow, the book actually makes sense. although i always feel bad skipping out on phil everson, who is kind of nervy and adorable in a way i don't want to insult.

2. drank a small cup of coffee.

3. went to yoga, where sally complimented my arda chandrasana (yeah, kick me in the head on that spelling. oh well.) i always wish we could stay in shoulder stand for a lot longer--it is so comfortable for me, and it really does look as if you're standing on the ceiling.

4. ate peach yogurt and too-sweet tarble granola while chatting with ben schak in the gameroom.

5, and this is the cool one. strode confidently into psych services and demanded an appointment. i was telling laurel the other night that i'd do this soon. otherwise, i predicted, all of my Big Life Events would lead to such nonstop heavy conversation that my friends, by rights, should ask for money. luckily it hasn't come to that yet, but i'd say the last several months definitely merit some working-through. go me.

6. house-sat at the wrc. emily came by with a scone, because she is the queen of the universe. laurel is the co-queen of the universe, and brought me an iowan oatmeal cookie. good stuff. and...i took notes from my stat book, trying to get my brain in the sort of shape it needs to be in to tackle ugly problem sets tomorrow. i wish i were good at math instead of just thinking it's pretty.

7. ate dinner (ate dinner! real dinner!). lentil stew and fruit and milk. lovely. also lovely was conversation with some of my ML people and a random paul, who wandered in halfway through. it has been so intimidating in sharples lately that i forget how much fun it is just to sit around and chat there. perhaps this means i should go to dinner early every night.

8. trudged back up to the library for more stat. meh. but it had to be done.

now home, for blogging and the grapevine binder, and then grapevine. luckily, tonight's auditions are not important to me in any way (which is to say, tonight i will not cry and sulk like a three-year-old if i don't get any solos). this is good...i have been feeling a little overly judged lately, what with fellowships and solo auditions and (yay! fun! but still scary!) reading for adrienne's production of _agnes of god_. so yes, it's nice to take stock of this particular set of little judgments and conclude that they don't matter so much.

...also, there is ej's memorial tomorrow. when it's over, can i never, ever, ever go to another memorial again? please?