Then several of us moved downstairs to the theater where we saw "Up" and emptied an entire box of tissues.
After the movie, we walked all the way to the Secret Courtyard where we buried Michael Phelps last year and held a touching memorial service for Ernest.
This morning, I discovered that the Telegraph had picked The Boy's sister's advert as one of the twenty most bizarre Craigslist adverts of all time... She received at least two marriage proposals from complete strangers after posting it.
At lunch, Fairly Odd Acquaintance half-persuaded me to join the Highly Selective Science Program flag-football team, in desperate need of female players and, in fact, in desperate need of anyone able-bodied enough to not lose 29-0 like they did last week. Apparently, it doesn't matter that I don't know what flag football is, how it's played, or that I don't have any coordination whatsoever.
This afternoon, I went to lab and split chicken cells for two hours (my eyes are still slightly unfocused after screening 96x4, 384 wells with a microscope). They are growing! It's working! (Uh oh... I just jinxed it, didn't I?)
Tonight, as Bookish Friend, Friend With Many Pairs Of Sunglasses, and Childish Booksmart Friend are home for the weekend and Friend Who Likes Science Fiction and Crazy Redhead Mathematically-Inclined Friend are on a date, Internet-Savvy Friend and I went out to dinner and had a movie marathon, Sleeping Beauty followed by The Sword In The Stone followed by Anastasia. I hadn't seen Sleeping Beauty in several years, and it glaringly lacks both a plot and character development, but my friend really wanted to see it. Sword In The Stone is in my opinion one of the best Disney movies, what with the fact that it favors brains over brawn, there is no love interest whatsoever (aside from a squirrel), and the characters have personalities. Anastasia was just fantastic, as it always is, great animation, good music, interesting characters, and a non-shallow love story (possibly my favorite of all time, come on, they were meant for each other.)
While I was walking back to my room, I noticed flyers on the bathroom doors announcing that my T-Rex design was in the running to figure on the Quad's annual T-shirt.
Overall, busy day, busy week... But I wonder what I will do all weekend? My friends are gone or lovebirding or off to a doctor's appointment, my roommate is home for the weekend, and I have no homework.
What to do, what to do?
1 comment:
I somehow have the feeling that you'll find something. If nothing springs immediately to mind then your problem is solved. Spend the time in meditation, contemplating the many things that you could be doing and making a list so that you will never be faced with this problem again. Neat?
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