Springy Springy

It's incredibly nice out and I got to watch the leaders of the Boston Marathon run by on a study break today. Also, someone has some very exciting news, which she will probably share soon on her blog; I don't want to give it away! (Congrats, lady!)

Flowers are blooming (my sinuses are exploding!), children are running about (remind me someday to blog about the overabundance of teenagers in Newton, it's sci-fi freaky), and I have 1/16th of one outline done. It's not much, but it's a start. I am even considering giving myself a break and going to a party this afternoon, instead of fruitless unproductive studying hours spent in my bed/desk/studio area.

AND, most exciting, I'm looking at another apartment on Wednesday! That's right, I might be moving again! I am officially stupid, yes I know, but I want a kitchen! I crave a bathtub! I YEARN for a porch! All of these things could be mine for the low, low price of $650 a month plus utilities (woooooo, cheaper rent!). Here's to hoping the prospective roommate is nice and normal and the prospective canine roommate doesn't scare me. It's craigslist, so I'm considering enlisting a large, male friend to join me, even though the person I'm meeting is named Jenny and has an old english sheepdog (OR SO SHE SAYS).

Things I have relearned after going over civ pro notes:

• TB = Too Bad (important legal term)
• Khrushchev pounding his shoe on the table = a lawyer filing a complaint with big damages
• Dancing around the table in the middle of the room = nothing other than my tuition dollars are paying the salary of a questionably sane man
• I take WAY TOO DETAILED notes. Like, why do I know that on 10/22/07, The Nutty Professor said "and then I filed that lawsuit, I filed that sucker, because boy oh boy, they deserved it. And then I had a bowl of chowdah." (NOT KIDDING)