This is not an auspicious start to the semester. It’s Wednesday morning, and I have my first day of class in about 8 hours. In spite of this, I’m sitting in front of my computer, whittling away the hours until the sun will rise to meet me again. Why? Lord only knows. In the background I’m making a backup of my Windows Profile– I’m a wee bit concerned, seeing as how one of my hard drives decided to fail on me. At the very least the offending drive is being replaced, and I can only hope that my computer will run a little better with two functional drives again. Speaking of which, my 250Gb external MP3 hard drive should arrive tomorrow, which means it’s time to make some new friends (i.e. find some new music collections to borrow).
Looking back on break, I can say that, although I’m not sure that it was good, at the very least it was good times. I had no problems filling the days, which for Cheyenne is something of an achievement. Living with Sagar was (and continues to be until next Monday) enjoyable, and the trip to L.A. helped break up the monotony of three weeks in Cheyenne.
I miss Chester. Somehow we managed to bond more in three weeks over break than we did during the three months of summer. I suspect this is either because: 1) I’m, emotionally, in a much better place now than I was this summer or 2) Chester has a personality now. He almost makes we want to come home for the summer.
My classes tomorrow are as follows:
History 319: Ancient Rome
History 109: Asian History
MTA 218: International Film History
I should be excited.
Being back in the Quad is good. God, I missed a lot of the people here. William, Meekyung, Autumn, Bovard, Ken, Andrew… god, I might as well name everyone in the Quad (with the obvious exception of Little Ben who somehow managed to pass not only the last 18 years of his life but also all of Christmas break without learning any social skills whatsoever). The new roommate, Leif (pronounced lay-ffff, vindicating it from otherwise being what I would characterize as an “unfortunate name” for reasons known mostly only to me which I certainly won’t share with you =P ) is a solid guy, and I’m excited at the prospect of getting to hang out with him throughout the upcoming semester.
I saw Kinsey tonight (4/5 stars). A great movie, it inspires a terrible regret that those who should most see the film are those who never will. It presents a realistic and mature perspective on sex– what it is, what it isn’t, and possibly why– and manages, if only for 90 minutes, to rescue what could otherwise be a natural and wonderful act from the clutches of life-destroying Christian morality. If only the movie had a wider audience…
Well, as the clock ticks closer to morning, it seems that my summons to bed have arrived. I hope I wake up in the morning– what a precedent to set: not making it to my first class of the semester!
