i hate how manic everything starts to feel toward the end of semesters. i'm going to spend the better part of this evening on a couch in the fresno state library. i'm trying to power through a book called exile to siberia. i think i would rather be exiled to siberia than read the book . . . it's that dull. but it must be done.
halloween has come and gone and i did not see hocus pocus. i looked all day on saturday and it wasn't showing on a single channel! what is the world coming to? how am i supposed to transition from halloween to thanksgiving and christmas without having seen the sanderson sister witches being destroyed by three children and a cat named binx? apparently i'm going to have to buy the movie and not count on television executives to exercise good halloween broadcasting judgment.
i keep waking up ravenously hungry in the mornings. i don't know what that's about, but it needs to stop. i am decidedly not a morning person and i get up with barely enough time to throw on clothes and some kind of an excuse for make-up. if i haven't thought about what i'm going to wear the night before and i have to pause for a minute to think about it, i will be late. dragging myself out of bed even 5 minutes earlier to make toast is simply not going to happen, so the appetite needs to get with the program.
i maybe have already started listening to christmas music.