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Quick update -- school is CRAZY. My brain is in the pre-finals meltdown phase where new information stops going in, even though the quarter's not over. In addition, the entire department has lost its collective undergraduate mind, and suddenly I'm advising like crazy. And honestly, I do not suck at it.

I am, however, terrible at arabic. We had another test this week. Luckily it's the last one before the final, which was a relief...until I realized that means there are only three weeks of school left. And I still have a whole research paper to write for anthropology. I hate hate hate the quarter system!

But, the bright side is that I got to go home last weekend! It was a slap-dash affair because I found cheap tix online, and it was also a three-day weekend at school (President's Day!). So..I got to spend two blissful days and three blissful nights in s'port, where I ate to my heart's content, and got some much much much needed bonding time with the boy. Oh, and it was Detention and I got to relive a tke house party for a few hours...before passing out from my long day of travel.

No, really it was amazing. I don't think there are words.

There was lots of beer, movies, and sushi. Oh, and of course my silly parents. It was so good to see people, and I forgot how much I like when people hug me (ok, dudes mostly) because people in seattle do. not. hug. Ever. But perhaps that's for the best because I'm not sure I want that from the people I'm cool with here (esp the dudes, mostly).

I think I hate flying in planes. I love how fast they are, and I love the view from the plane. I hate the people and the how dehydrated I feel. I like the sassy gay male flight attendents that always seem to fly in and out of Dallas. I hate small children and babies and how people think it's ok to let them cry around anyone ever. But I love justifying reading Glamour and People for four hours because reading anything academic makes me dizzy, and I hate airport security (but really, who doesn't?)

I wanted to come in for this weekend since it's homecoming, but it would have meant missing at least one day of classes and work, which doesn't work right now. Maybe next year...

My new obsession is buying a juicer. Fresh produce is taking over my life.