It felt like springtime on this February morning...

( I've had this in my head for a while )

So today the weather was ubernice. Not just nice, but ubernice. I had to go downtown and was going to bike, but I bussed it because I wanted to go to the gym later, and not kill myself by over-exercising. But it was so nice out that I decided to walk back.

I was going to work on my prospectus for my primates class [due monday!] So I was about to head to the anthropology museum. But then I thought "why not go to Van Pelt? It's so much brighter there."
And I got to Van Pelt, and thought "why not work outside?"

So I sat down on a bench and pulled out my laptop, and started, um, working... Ok, fine I was reading livejournal. But I was going to work!

Then cynara_linnaea came over, and we ended up talking for 2 hours.

Then I went to the gym! Oh sweet, sweet eliiptical machine, how I love thee! I felt so good afterwards, and I need to go more often.

Then it was dinnertime, but it took a while for them to have anything I wanted to eat. Since I had gotten out of the gym, I was starving. And my stomach started hurting. Unfortunately it continued to hurt even after I ate, because by then the damage had been done.

Then I went to see the Glee Club show with Andrew Janet and also 2 other singers- Sheira and Gira. I had never met Gira. before. The show was amusing, although apparently it wasn't as funny as last year's, which I didn't see. Only recently have I actually started to go to shows at Penn.

Afterwards there was a surprise party for shalhevet, which I was only slightly late for. The surprise was supposed to be at 10:15, but it ended up being at 10:45ish. I got there maybe 2 minutes late. I took a bunch of pictures for Shalhevet.

I have to practice my guitar-playing, though now I can't because my roommate is asleep.

JITW!!!!!!!!!!!!

Summer

I'm hopefully going to the gym on Sunday.

I need to get in shape. I'm not sure why. I'm at a decent weight right now, maybe not the 100 pounds I want to be, but I'm wearing things in medium now, and I feel healthy, although a little flabby. :-p

I think part of it is the summer. For some reason I have this dream- me out in the hot desert sun, brandishing a trowel, tan, with dirt all over me, my hair blowing in the wind, and looking fabulous. And of course, me being the super-sexy exotic archaeologist girl, all the guys fall in love with me, and I can be like "Sorry, but I'm marrying Indiana Jones" [who of course would have converted to Judaism].

Ok, a little far-fetched, but if I could look good in pants and get tan it would be good enough. And yes, I do have to wear pants, in this case they are more tzenua than a skirt.

And can we make my hair blonde, while we're at it? Or better yet, really short and bright pink!

Well maybe no pink, since I am trying to get into grad school by meeting the right people. The crazy hair can come at the end of the summer.

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