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I think I did a little homework between Bible class and horse meeting; at least, I hope I did, because I really didn't for the rest of the night. Erin and I had dinner and hung out in her room watching the extended RotK and being utterly and unexcusably geeky. We stopped that to watch Alias* and Law and Order (my TV candy, her TV candy, in that order)...and then back to disc two of RotK. *snerk* We made horrible comments to the screen and went all fangirly on Faramir (so sue me, I think he's the best bloke in the film), decided it was too close to call between doing Merry and Pippin, and generally were really dorky. It was fun. *grin*
Also I got lots more inches on my scarf and kind of figured out how to do the silver bits (chain stich, smart one. Thanks Erin), which maketh me a happy child.
I'm burning Fellowship and Two Towers soundtracks for Erin, cause she burnt me Return of the King (huzzah and yay!) I really should go to bed, but, you know, I don't have class tomorrow, so....fuck it. :D


*Wtf is up with the finger? And the branding? Kind of twitchy. But Nadia is so damn cool and if she dies I will seriously hurt somebody. Like, the writers of the show. And there had better be more Sark, and there had better be more bubbly, and more Sark baiting Vaughn because, well, whoah yes. Also I really, really blame raelala for planting Jack Bristow/Arvin Sloane slash ovetones in my head, because now they won't go away. And Jack called him "Arvin" which to my knowledge he has never done, and my brain went, ohmygawd, they ARE--and I really had to tell myself to shut up. Hahaha. I'm such a dork about that show.

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This day is warm and sunbathed and utterly glorious and the last thing I want to be doing is writing a questions paper for Bible class. Our room is actually warmer with the window wide open than it was with it closed. I'm sitting here on the floor in a tank top and it feels so incredibly summery. I want to lie in the sun and doze, preferably with somebody else. Or have strange conversations and laugh. A lot.

I had a meeting with Professor Earenfight this morning (which I remembered at eleven, sitting there in my pajamas. Go me), which, for the fact that I came utterly unprepared, was really productive. Professor Earenfight totally rocks. She pulled down all sorts of crazy sources for me, and we thought up lots of strange questions about Balthild and Merovingian queenship and were all cynical about hagiographers' motives. Apparently I ask very good thesis-seeking questions from all my sources, and she said that the question I asked at the end was going to stick with her for a while until she found out if anyone had actually tackled it. Hee. I love hearing things like that. Gives me the academic warm-and-fuzzies.

I am going to get started--I realized I have a huge amount of actual homework to do for tomorrow, beyond the major papers I have to write within one week (a week! *dies*).

( to do list, for me )

All I really want to do is lie about in the sun.