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Jan. 31st, 2007 09:13 pmSo I'm writing an essay in French that is partially about Jose Bove and the French backlash against corporate agriculture and the subsequent influx of bad food into their country. I know everybody hates the French, but if they're passionate enough about their food to physically dismantle a McDonalds restaurant, then Vive La France. I want to dismantle a McDonalds. :(
In other news, Cheryl owes me a taking-me-out-to-coffee, as I bought her lunch today, and has said we will find a bookstore/cafe sort of place to go to. Yay for religions that center around coffee hour with your minister instead of any sort of dogma.
Also, Keen has told me that Mo is not coming back next year, which leaves a vacancy in the nerd suite--specifically, that Liz needs a roommate--and that I am one of the candidates. I don't know how many other candidates there are, but I feel loved anyway, as while I eat a lot of meals with these people I had not been entirely certain I had moved up from "one of Keen's ten adopted freshmen" to real-person status with anybody but Keen.
So yeah. I have no idea how likely it is that this will actually happen. But it would be nice to have somewhere to live, cos otherwise I have no idea what I'll be doing next year.
I am not involved in any drama at the moment, which has given me greater peace of mind than I have had in quite a while, and a subsequently vastly improved attention span and engagement in my academic work. However, there is a lot of drama going on, and it tends to get talked about in front of me, and I am ignoring it so hard I think I am giving myself headaches. Perhaps I should start going to the library.
I'm halfway through The Return of the Native. I love Thomas Hardy.
That is all.
In other news, Cheryl owes me a taking-me-out-to-coffee, as I bought her lunch today, and has said we will find a bookstore/cafe sort of place to go to. Yay for religions that center around coffee hour with your minister instead of any sort of dogma.
Also, Keen has told me that Mo is not coming back next year, which leaves a vacancy in the nerd suite--specifically, that Liz needs a roommate--and that I am one of the candidates. I don't know how many other candidates there are, but I feel loved anyway, as while I eat a lot of meals with these people I had not been entirely certain I had moved up from "one of Keen's ten adopted freshmen" to real-person status with anybody but Keen.
So yeah. I have no idea how likely it is that this will actually happen. But it would be nice to have somewhere to live, cos otherwise I have no idea what I'll be doing next year.
I am not involved in any drama at the moment, which has given me greater peace of mind than I have had in quite a while, and a subsequently vastly improved attention span and engagement in my academic work. However, there is a lot of drama going on, and it tends to get talked about in front of me, and I am ignoring it so hard I think I am giving myself headaches. Perhaps I should start going to the library.
I'm halfway through The Return of the Native. I love Thomas Hardy.
That is all.