My email took six years to open and when it finally did it was just a message from some guy in my Shakespeare discussion section, a required posting to the class list about The Tempest. Which I need to read again.

There is a huge blue jay in the tree in front of my house. The other day a much smaller one came and perched on one of the metal bars between the panes of my window glass. (I have three gigantic windows with sixteen 12"x14" or so panes of glass each.) I couldn't believe it. I gaped at him and he flew away. My mother would be in heaven in the midst of all this wildlife. I know I'm going to miss it when I move, maybe half a mile away into a tiny room with one window in a basement apartment near the football stadium.

I played Cheri Knight for John last night and he agreed that she sounds like the country Liz Phair. I wish there were a cheriknight.com but there isn't.

I could stand to have a really excellent sensory experience right about now. (Hmm... when I write that down it seems like I must be talking about sex. I wasn't, but sex would be nice... yes, very nice.) Instead I'm listening to the Cheri Knight album on random play (again!) and my mouth tastes all musty because I haven't brushed my teeth or eaten anything yet today and I'm a little hungry but not hungry enough to forage for food.

And my hair seems to have hit a permanent awkward phase. It makes the back of my head look flat. And it's the absolute wrong length for sitting outside on a windy day... too long to stay out of the way and too short to pull back. People on TV always have cute hair.

I think maybe I will go read some more of Tamsin, which I started last night and got about two chapters into before falling asleep. I feel like I slept for a year last night. More like eight and a half hours, I guess. But I woke up at 5-something this morning thinking I'd overslept. That's been happening every night for more than a week now. It used to happen all the time. My body is thoroughly ridiculous.

If Jenny hasn't called me back about having lunch together by 12:30 or so, maybe I'll go out alone. I'm having a little Café Europa craving today.

I cracked an XML joke Monday afternoon in my publishing class. Proving, once and for all, that I am a complete geek.