April 12, 2011

When I was a little girl, my mom and I had to self-impose a "maximum of two repeats" rule, which meant we could only listen to a given song two times in a row.  Every once in a while we would let an extra repeat or two slide, but we generally abided by this rule pretty strictly, lest we ruin the value of a song.  I have completely flouted this rule today, but I have no idea why this particular song has led me to do so.  If you know me, the only country I listen to is George Strait, so that I am listening to Kenny Chesney on continuous repeat is all the more alarming.  I'm blaming the anomaly on my mom, as she is the one who introduced me to the song.

April 11, 2011

I somehow went through a handful of highlighters today, although I'm not sure I highlighted much more text than usual.  Perhaps I'm being sent a message from the academic gods to just step away from the reading and get some relaxation in my life.  With the end of the semester jarringly around the corner, it seems everyone is shifting into high gear reading, outlining, and attempting to refrain from succumbing to massive anxiety attacks.  I'm certainly within this group, especially with the incredibly busy semester I've had, which has made the time simply fly by.  Good thing I have a nice stash of highlighters, unlimited coffee and tea, and a working printer for those outlines.