Hmmm...

So, the last couple of days have been a bit of a downer for me. I really don't know why; that's the baffling part! I'm guessing I could attribute it to the "low" that results from the "high" of exams... at least that will be part of it. I could attribute it to the lack of female attention I get, but then what would explain all of the other times. I could attribute it to boredom with most of my friends gone, but eh, boredom usually results in my most creativity. That's not happening right now. I need to take the time and figure out what's going on. One of my co-workers even asked me if everything was okay because I looked like I was drifting off into annoyed/bummed out thought - I told her I was fine solely because I didn't know what was bugging me... I simply knew that something was bugging me.

Life isn't all bad... here's some highlights of the week:

1) I spent some time at Barnes and Noble with zcrescendo on Monday night, finally pretty much putting to bed my semester-long 25-page paper on gifted reading education. I'm kinda getting sick of reading ed for now, so putting that completely behind me and taking a bit of a break will help in that department. Even those who devote their lives to something they love can get sick of it every now and again. (It's like that night of rehearsal that conflicts with the five papers due the next day -- you musicians all know how that feels!)

2) I have a meeting tomorrow with my graduate advisor to register for classes. Yes! Knock on wood that the registration goes through - I'm getting impatient.

3) I'm starting a new article in my free time. That's right - I'm more of a college professor than college student if you think about it... my free times (free time as in when school's not in session...not free time as in time that could be used to have a social life!) are spent writing stuff for possible publication.

4) A lot of my friends got fucked over by a certain Organic Chemistry professor with a fondness of sustainability, one who is probably in Copenhagen right now riding Al Gore until he cowers over in pain and exhaustion, and a number of my friends may actually not be returning to Scranton in the spring. Thanks, Doc!