life. don't talk to me about life.

on our street

the semester begins on monday, ooh. well it's not really an "ooh;" it's more of an "oh." i told dan how i spent an inordinate amount of time dividing a piece of paper into little blocks so i could write my schedule, which consists of something like 5 MA classes, 5 classes to teach at the uni, about 5 private students throughout the week and a partridge in a pear tree and he was like, "eeeee." 

also, thanksgiving. i always forget about how, hello, october and november are my favorite freaking months because of all the amazingness going on.