Pillow Talk

Well, this week is about to get a lot more interesting. If I could sort out my love/lust life, then maybe I could take a crack at curing cancer or, I don't know, solving world hunger or global warming or something. Seriously, it is a complex and mysterious as Fermat's Last Theorem, and I don't see its resolution anywhere in the near future. Just when I think I have everything figured out, that I am in a good place in a relationship or non-relationship, things get complicated - someone new enters the picture, or someone leaves, or a new piece of information is revealed that changes everything. It's like a freaking Greek play - everyone sleeps with everyone and nothing is ever kept under wraps.

Just saw a couple making out on the patio. Gross. Get a room.

It is lunch time and there are so many people around right now. I love watching people just come and go. I park myself on a bench or at a little table, and let people pass by, chat, and then leave me to my writing. I am procrastinating studying for a poli sci final, but I highly doubt I will ever get around to it. My grade on the final is being "discounted" (I think that's Bulgarian for, your grade will probably be something I make up off the top of my head), so there's really no need to stress over studying.

There go my two professors. They're Turkish and Bulgarian by birth, and have the most adorable children. I love them, they have the best sense of humor.

I would love to have something productive to do, but I honestly cannot think of anything to do. Maybe I will start chipping away at those papers that are due before I depart for Paris...

Ha.