Contradictio in Terminis

Ho-leeeee shit.


One week. One week, OMG you guys, where did the time go? This time next week, instead of answering questions about vacation accrual or filing invoices, I’m going to be in Holland, trying to catch a train from Amsterdam Schiphol airport to Groningen.


I leave on Sunday. I can’t even.

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Um, you guys, we interrupt this broadcast to tell you that Jack Layton is dead. WTF. Hello, mindfuck. It somehow doesn’t seem possible, and yet. :/






(My flight doesn’t seem possible either, but man, I gotta start packing.)


PLUS ONE REC: Can't Go Back The Same Way You Came, Thor (movieverse), by Pell on AO3. THIS IS PERFECTION. IN WRITING. It is at once understated and heartwrenchingly brilliant, and you all need to read it yesterday. Like, it'll make you cry, it's so good.

For a day without class, this has been relatively productive. I'm in the middle of planning my courses for next year (and by extension, third and fourth year), and it's turning out to be more involved than I thought. I started by seeing the Arts&Science general undergrad office, who referred me to the International Programs Office (cause I want to go on exchange), who in turn referred me to the Undergrad Chair of the Psychology Department (because I want to major in psyc). Whew. And now I'm waiting for confirmation regarding my meeting with Jill Atkinson, the Undergrad Chair. I always thought only important people spoke to her, but clearly I am wrong cause I'm supposed to see her next week. (SCORE!) How do these things happen I don't even.

Also, is it bad that I really want to take a course solely for being taught by a "Professor Harkness"?

Right now, I am eating a tea biscuit with jam (OM NOM NOM) and contemplating possibly cracking open a textbook sometime. Maybe. (Have I mentioned how much I love being an arts student? I do, I really do.)

Now I'm off to let ontd_skating  rape my brain some more.