last night

i had a dream that i was in surgery, fully coherent, watching it happen. they were operating on my abdomen, and it seemed like all they were doing was moving things around, but they had so many silver tools. the organs looked like giant pearls and shiny clam shells coated in pink and purple slime. kind of gross, and apparently i was moaning in my sleep a bit.

this morning i finished my 7 page paper, which turned out to be 9, and my power point for my presentation on Islamic Feminism later today. i guess it's not so bad that i can hardly sleep past 7:30 anymore. i also got my photo book back, and i'm so glad that there is one class i don't have to care about anymore. i got an A, and my photobook looks amazing, i think i might use it when i apply for internships and such.

i'm sitting in between bookshelves on the 6th floor of the library now, i came here to get pride and prejudice by jane austen, and they don't have it? kind of ridiculous, if you ask me. so i just sat down right here and took out my computer since i've got really nothing to do until my next class at 12:30. i don't really even need to check it out from the library, considering my little sister collects copies of it, but it seemed much more convenient than driving over to her house and having to have small talk with my mother and her husband. oh well. at least d.h. lawrence and william blake are near by.

in any case, every single pair of my stockings is ripped. every SINGLE pair, but i don't think i will buy any new ones. i'd much rather save my money for something more useful, i.e. spending time in memphis and/or new york city this summer.