The next few days will be some intensive editing for both this and "The Language of Dumplings." See if I can't do a quick one-over before I enter it. I'd love to have another week.
Cannot. Wait. For. Summer. My history TA must really be intent on killing me with assigning another essay a week before the final. Thanks. And also failing to give us the prompt while she's at it. Even better!
I can't wait to have my own room again. Living with someone else is kind of fun, but I am definitely anticipating private living space. Something about having the ability to hang out in the nude if I want. I don't do that. (Really, I don't.) But I like having the option.
Call me weird.