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Thoughts On Monday:

1. Watching my roommate and her boyfriend is like a case study in why two self-centered, passive-aggressive dramallamas should not date each other. After she got hit in the face with a basketball he was being all hovery and OMG ARE YOU OKAY SHOULD I TAKE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL, while she freaked the fuck out and told him at least ten times that she hated him and she just wanted him to leave. So, on her insistence, he left - and she spent the next hour at him on the phone SCREAMING at him for leaving. OH THE DRAMA.
2. Last night I dreamed that I was sitting in class, explaining to a professor that first person POV blurs the line between reader and narrator by implicating the reader in everything the narrator does, using Wilfred Owen as an example. I don't know which is worse: that my dream had a thesis, or that I woke up irritated that the thesis was wrong.
3. Today in poetry class I learned something I already knew, which is that Plato was a pissy little bitch. It was nice to have that reaffirmed though.
4. I wish I had a hobby. Something random and obscure, like spinning or paper-making or perfume distillery or some such. Everyone I know knits, but I am reasonably certain I lack the patience necessary. Tragic, that.
5. Aaaaah presentation tomorrow. I am not all that fond of speaking in front of small groups to begin with, and I doing it in another language=10000x worse. WHAT AM I GOING TO TALK ABOUT AAAAH.