HALF OVER. I can't even believe how quickly it went by.
The fact that it's midterm week also means that I have an archaeology midterm tomorrow and a Global Change Biology midterm on Friday, which in turn means that sleep and free time will be scarce until then.
However! Everything is all right, because, as Aparna wrote about yesterday, it hit 44 degrees this weekend, and it was beautiful. I got to take a walk for the first time in a month (I suppose I could have taken a walk in the cold, but I kind of like my appendages). Alex and I walked through the residential part of Northfield because we sometimes forget that real people (adults, small children) exist.
As we walked, we discussed the screenplay we're writing, which I just realized I've never written about in this blog. The screenplay is a Very Important Project that we've been working on since winter break. It's a romantic comedy about college students, at Carleton or a place just like it. It started off as a repository for all our inside jokes, but it's taken on a life of its own, and now it's 50 pages long and we want to finish the rough draft by spring break, and possibly start filming in the spring. (This is easier than it seems – all we'll need to do is borrow a camera and some equipment from the CAMS department and we'll be ready to go.) I've never written collaboratively with someone before, so this has been very exciting.
So I've been clinging to the memory of the warm weekend to get me through this week, and so far, knock on wood, it's been working.
Now for something odd and random: I noticed today that I can check the statistics of this blog, including the search terms that got people here. Some of them are pretty funny:
"claires snow boots"
"hippie college"
"lots of ladybugs dying in october"
"crazy assassins"
"is there a website that will write a paper for you" (Sorry, this website has her own papers to write.)
"where to buy marion berries from oregon"
and, last but not least, "effects of nutella at night". (I imagine they're similar to the effects of Nutella during the day.)
Comments
Can't wait to see Jonny McHughes emerge from the lake.
I pair the image with squelching footstep noises in my head and it's amazing.
If you're writing about the screenplay on your blog, I think you're morally oblidged to work on it occasionally. Come on.
I'm working on it, I'm working on it. Also, you misspelled "obliged."
Someone's a little snarky today. Anyways, I know that you're not working on it. You're sitting in my room at one in the morning, discussing cosmetic surgery in East Asia.
No, I'm not just talking to your roommate. I'm doing my reading for Global Change Bio. We're deeply screwed. Corn yields decline 17% for every degree of warming, so we'll need to grow even more, and that'll make us clear more land, which accelerates warming...
Why are you just having a conversation with yourself, and pretending to be me half the time???
What are you talking about? This is getting weird...
I'm going to have to go and delete all these comments now. This is not ok. Why are you so weird?
What the heck, guys. Let's all just calm down. I don't see any reason why we can't all be Claire Weinberg.
The fundamental flaw of this set-up is that anyone can comment under any name. I hope that everyone takes full advantage of this, in order to realize the full comic potential.
If we're all crazy, doesn't the term lose all meaning? How is craziness defined, if not by comparison with others?
How so? I mean aside from the fact that I'm pretending to be you and am arguing against you (in the persona of me) at 1:15 a.m.
But you are pretending to be me, and are arguing against me (in the guise of you) at 1:16 in the morning. So are you not the madder of the two?
Nah? Is this really all you can muster up? We are discussing our sanity, the firmness of our grasp upon this fragile earth. Your lack of caring for the integrity of your mind is more indicative than anything of your utter craziness. You're mad, I tell you, MAD! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!
Sleep is for the weak.
You're writing a screenplay? That's so cool. Why didn't you even mention this in class? You should swing by my office sometime, and I can give you some pointers.
-ET
By the way...I really do want to see this screenplay.
Oh my God. I can't wait to go to college. And will now read your next blog entitled "Adventures of a Prospie." Wasting time when i should be writing out applications and reading this is making me want to actually start applying.