I Want to Live in 18th Century Colonial America

So now it's sunny outside and I couldn't help but notice the smell of pine needles as I was walking next to the PAC. I think this fall has been pretty interesting at UT with actual reds, yellow, oranges and browns. It so reminds me of northern Virginia at this time of the year. I miss Williamsburg, VA in the fall/winter. I miss the yule log and the snow and the cold. If I had my choice, I would like to work at CWM later in life. I can get an M.A. in Early American History part-time while working. Then maybe they'll let me become part of the summer staff and role play as a person living in the historical town. I could learn shoeing or glass blowing or soldiering. Perhaps I could reenact a famous scene in the House of Burgesses as Patrick Henry. I wonder if anyone could imagine me playing a historical politician. Sigh. Well let's pray for cooler temperatures and snow before the end of the year.

Trail of Lights

A group of us was fortunate to go and see the "Trail of Lights" in Zilker Park on Tuesday. One of my friends was performing with the Scottish Highland Dancers. She was amazing for only having studied for a year (oh and for not even being a Scot). It was also briskly cold with a hot cocoa and cider for sale and the giant christmas light tree (big pole with lights angled off it like a tree). I also continued my childish ritual of spinning underneath the center of the tree until I was dizzy and falling down. I even managed to convince someone else (who is usually always in control) to cut loose if but for a few minutes. I think she enjoyed it because she said it was like feeling drunk. Finals time can be a stressful time when you're working and trying to write. It produces moments of honesty, stupidity, love, and childishness.

TGIF because I'm about to be...

While walking to work today, I couldn't get "Freebird" out my head. I had been humming it for more than a week now since I heard it on Guitar Hero II. It's just so easy to remember how it goes. Watching someone play it at dizzying speed definitely keeps the brain and eyes moving.

Everybody has one of those days I guess. Right now it is eerily quiet here since most everyone at UT is in finals. Last night I kind of spaced out dreaming of days gone by when I did have classes with test and papers instead of dissertation writing. Sick isn't it. At least I got out of the rut in October and started the research. Finally making progress.

But today for some reason, I get the feeling I'm about to be karmically bitch-slapped. Something definitely seems off. Email seems slower. Colors seem unusually blah. It is even foggy today. Heck right now I just want to listen to The Cure just to prepare.