Tomorrow is going to be a looooong day. Granted most of it is my own doing but hey, I will be going nonstop pretty much until the wee hours of the morning.
I start class at 8. For whatever insane reason I have decided to get up at 6:15 (or try to) to get some yoga in before the day really starts, and to have time to eat breakfast. (Side note: I love breakfast. It is my favorite meal/time of the day, and recently I have only been able to eat a real breakfast, meaning not a Special K bar, on MWF because I don't have to be at school until 11. I get up early, do about 45 mins of yoga, and then take the time to eat a bowl of cereal or oatmeal with berries or almonds, and make a cuppa tea. It's fantastic.)
So I'm in class until 10:40, after which I have a 2.5 hour break during which I will probably finish up hw that I am inevitably not doing right now. It's either that or proofing pages for Year in Review, a yearbook-like publication The Ithacan puts out each year that is basically a collection of stories and reviews and profiles from the year. I was an idiot and said I would be the proofreader (I better get paid goddamit). Then I have class from 1:10 until 3:30. I have a half hour before working online for an hour, then fifteen minutes to get to a lecture I want to go to on Shakespearean comedy (yes I know I am a loser, leave me alone).
After this lecture (which I have no idea how long will last), I am going to see Amy Goodman and some other dude who is a blogger accept the Izzy Award (not too sure on what exactly that is but I don't really care). I am looking forward to this because she is supposed to be a really good speaker, she is on NPR for those of you who haven't heard of her. And she just published a new book.
After this event (note: I have no idea how long this one will last either), I will be going straight back to the Ithacan office to proof until the cows come home. I really hope the cows are nearby and not in Fiji or something, escaping this cruel turn in the weather. (There were snow flurries today! SNOW FLURRIES! What happened to the sun and warmth? What the hell I just brought home my winter jacket and all I have is a leather one! Curse you Jack Frost, I hate you. I hope you melt.)