maybe for you

It's been a wonderfully unproductive Saturday. Seth and I are watching National Treasure on TV (it's everything I hoped it would be) and making brownies (they make them in the tube now!). The best is that today I made a fantastic breakfast, did FOUR loads of laundry, cleaned up a bit, and did NOTHING to prepare for finals this week.
It was another rainy, cold, gross day, so I wasn't particularly motivated to leave the house today. Yesterday we went to the big fancy grocery store in U-Village and bought a ton of great food (and spent a ton of money), so leaving today was not so much mandatory. :) Which, in my experience, make for some of the best days.

I am a bit homesick today, though. It would have been dreadfully awful if Seth wasn't here, I know it. It's just one of those days. It happens sometimes when school just -bores- the life out of me and the weather sucks too much to go anywhere so I usually spend the day cleaning. I did a little of that today, too, but thankfully it was dispersed with canoodling, cooking, and DVR movies. I could feel myself being antsy, though, and just a wee bit snippy at times. I know it's totally stress related...I'm figuring out that the down-side to having a roommate (even the most awesome one) is that sometimes I'm just a bitch. And quite a messy one at that. ha ha. But at least at the end of the day I found someone that will still make brownies for me, and really what more can you ask for?

So, it is finals week. I have an exam and a paper, but more than that I'm pretty much weirded out that my first year of grad school is over, and -technically- I'm supposed to be halfway finished with my degree. I think one more school year is just about all I can handle at this point. I love grad school, but I'm more excited about moving into a new apartment and getting a doggie and going to Seattle monumental beer festivals, farmers' markets, and live recordings of public radio trivia news shows than breaking any new ground in the academic study of religion. For now, at least. And that doesnt make me a bad person.

Also, I'm tired of being broke-ass all the time. ALL the time. Someone should pay me for reading books and drinking coffee. I also make awesome breakfast.