I missed my daily update. It's the 10th already, so I missed the 9th, and that means my entries won't look all pretty on my archive page, but there's more to life than aesthetics. Really. There is.

It's lightning outside. Isn't that funny, that there isn't a real verb for lightning. It feels so weird, using the same word for the verb and the noun.

Ohh man, I've gone soft. Quarter to one is now officially past my bedtime. How dare I call myself a college student.

Right. It's definitely about to storm now. I feel like saying "a lot of cool stuff happened today, but I'm not going to write about it because I'm tired and I want to watch the storm," but I know that writing about stuff I'm not going to write about is totally obnoxious, so I won't do it. In brief, then:

• I attended my 10 a.m. class this morning for the first time in three weeks. Lecture on Frankenstein. The lecture was less than exciting, as usual, but the book is so good I almost didn't mind. Plus it felt good to get up at 8:30.
• I played catchup on a bit of work today. That also felt good.
• Publishing class was supposed to be an XML tutorial. It was freaking glacial. I kept yawning, which made me feel horrible, and I kept asking questions which I knew most of the rest of the class wouldn't understand, which I know is completely obnoxious. Wednesday it's more of the same. Groan.
• We had Emerson and Thoreau outdoors, in one of the University gardens. There had been some sort of box lunch event earlier that day (for prospective Echols scholars, I think), so there were maybe 100 boxed lunches sitting out on tables. Many cartons of warm yogurt, packages of potato chips, teeny little plastic cups of warm pineapple, etc. Yuck. The class was fabulous. I think "Experience" may be my favorite Emerson essay yet.
• After class, a bunch of us went to Michael's Bistro for drinks. (Water for me.) We chatted for the better part of an hour and a half, and I got to know this guy in the class named Will pretty well. We discovered that we have a lot in common, not least the fact that while we're both super-gregarious in class, we're both pretty shy outside of class. We made plans to make plans: after class on Wednesday, we're going to talk about getting together later this week. Hooray for social contact with a new person!
• Wow, it's raining pretty violently now. I should probably get off the computer.
• Nathaniel and I took three months' worth or so of recycling to the recycling center tonight. We got everything sorted, packed into Than's car, and dumped in the appropriate bins in less than half an hour. We rule.
• Curtis and I talked. It felt good. I feel good. I feel like me. It helps, you know, with life and stuff.

Conveniently, right when I start getting really stupid is when I also get really tired. And I'm starting to be afraid that the power's going to blip and I'll lose this entry, so I'll go.

Hooray for thunderstorms, by the way. The first of the season.