Interesting times

The half marathon was awesome. 2:08 was the official time. I'm going to start training for marathons. Perhaps even a 50k. The next run is the Turkey Trot 10k on Thanksgiving. Too bad there isn't another half or full before I go away. Maybe I'll run my first marathon in Italy.

I am going to be going to Mattison's grandparents in a few weekends. Apparently they are going to let us share a romantic room together in their renovated barn house. I find this slightly odd, but welcomed.

I think my car is on the verge of death. I hope it lasts another two months.

The next few weeks...

Lots of exciting events the next few weeks. I am only one week away from my half marathon and today, barring horrible weather, I am going for 15.5 miles. It's getting dark out earlier, which bothers me because I don't particularly enjoy running in the dark. I'm a bit of a scaredy cat. I guess I'll have to renavigate some of my routes to be on campus, where it's well-lit. I don't want to have to start running on a treadmill. Sick.

I am perpetually behind. I did not sleep well. I spent a great deal of time this weekend reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. I forgot how spooky that book is. I want to see The Curse of the Were-Rabbit sometime this week. I think we're carving pumpkins on Wednesday.

Mattison has been gone since early Thursday and I miss him. This does not bode well for the four and a half month seperation that is approaching. So far, I haven't worried so much about it because Mattison's acceptance hadn't been finalized (not that I doubted he would get it, but it's much easier to ignore something if it isn't "official"). There is a lot to figure out. I still need to get a ticket to Baltimore so I can visit over New Year's. We still haven't had a meeting about Firenze, which bothers me. OIP is such a fucking mess.

Goodness gracious.

Lost in Translation

I promised myself that I would finish my Lost in Translation paper today.

I have only two paragraphs finished. It isn't even a long paper. It is super short. Three pages! I haven't written a paper all semester and I feel like I have lost that ability.

I'm glad it's fall break...

Fall break could be a week.

I want to save up to purchase something cashmere. I've been particularly consumer minded lately.
The hard part isn't the writing. It's convincing myself to write.

Fall break

Starts this evening.

It's freezing outside. I am excited to go buy underarmour this weekend so running when it is thirty-two outside, like it is now, won't be so horrific. I have a little over two weeks until the half-marathon. I can go the distance, as I found out last week. I'm going to do fourteen this week and fifteen next week, hoping to compensate for any extreme change in altitude while running. The course is supposed to be hilly.

Fall break is going to be really intense. It is, unfortunately, going to be a true study break.

I am tired.

It is Friday the thirteenth.

Golly gosh.