I woke up, turned on the light, and nothing. Oh, I need a new light bulb. Actually, what we needed was new power. So I showered in the shower that has a window (apparently at theat point there was still hot, so I am lucky, and the milk was still cold, so I ate), and went off to French where we learned stuff. I love it, because I'm getting back into languages, which I adore, and the class in English, so I can contribute without stumbling over things I don't know. I also got my course reading for British music. 600 something pages of it. Good lord. Could not find the necessary books for French, or the coursepack for the Bach class, because the syllabus is so so so so awfully organized (gives the readings, but not when to do them, what of them to do, or where to get them). Then I came home, ran into John at the bus stop, and made my way into the empty co-op (still dark). After a bit of work in my room, I thought I'd see about dinner, finding a bunch of empty pizza boxes, and a few slices of cheeseless cold pizza after scavenging, which were consumed by flashlight (aha! a use for the booklight gift!) and in solitude until Kira arrived, then Brix, and Richard. It was a lot more fun by that point. And now I'm here in the music school, with my book, reading, although I'm feeling exhausted and achy (although I've not been coughing all day, which is a first!), so perhaps I'll go home and make use of the booklight as a, well, booklight. The heat seems to not be working with no power. Blankets will be necessary. Actually a big group slumber party in a lounge would be awesome, or barring that, a subtle mentioning to someone that it's cold and could I sleep with them, but I don't think I can pull it off. Bedtime with a book it is.
9:24 PM
