Finals week. Things to say.
Awesome day off yesterday. Got hair cut by favorite, Melody. Much catching up. Ethiopian dinner with Ben. Major life questions deftly unanswered. Mind-blowing free jazz concert at favorite Oakland club/cement box/accordian repair shop. Home very late. No studying at all.
Took Quechua final this morning. Utterly flubbed oral portion. Actually spaced out instead of answering questions in dialog! Brain: -1. More amused than bothered. Feeling happy about pass-fail. Confident about spending study time at Ethiopian + jazz.
Came home. Celebratory (abashed?) sushi lunch. Recieved email from neuroimaging professor / goon. Surprise, your quiz *is* an essay! Discomfited. Rejected from working memory until semantics is attended to. Worked outside on semantics paper all afternoon. Did I mention, 75 degrees today? Saw more birds than semantics.
Manual labor break to wash, clean, oil bike. Feeling very mechanical. Much grease under fingernails. Hands well chafed, bike well tended.
Spent all night (is it midnight already?) working on semantics. Triumphantly (abashed?) emailed Quechua professor all remaining lexical questions. Feeling somewhat assified. Isn’t this paper done yet?