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I made a really excellent doing-homework mix. It's so excellent that it actually distracts me from doing said homework. Fantastic.

This is the Song of the Moment in our house, but it is not on my homework mix. This should be remedied.

I came home to nap after lunch because I figured I would fall asleep in the library and not be productive. The 2 hour nap was not really productive, either.

My finals are actually not that bad -- just two 10-15 page papers, one of which has a thorough outline with comments, the other which is being ~~not~~ written as we speak. However, because I'm leaving on Monday, they will be a pain in the ass to finish.

I'm still too pleased about finishing Ulysses to actually start the Joyce outline. The last chapter is really, really good, y'all. I've written an awful lot in my life about Tom Stoppard's Travesties, and I'm afraid I'm ready to be done with it for the moment...so the grand plan of tying both papers to my thesis is kind of failing.

There is a message in 6-foot-tall letters written in the snow outside my house: "Hey Westover, We're Single," with a giant arrow pointing to the house. We're so classy. (Westover is the nearby military base, which frequently sends low-flying planes over campus.)

The internet is endlessly fascinating, part #876: The Year in Media Corrections.

newredshoes is writing devastating Cedric Diggory fic. And adorable Viktor Krum fic. And I can't stop reading.

olivia_circe's way-cool final paper is on meta commentary in fandom. She's looking for links to essays. Related:

metablog is also endlessly fascinating.

Miracle of miracles, I've stayed off of The Facebook. Today.

All six housemates were home for dinner, and we spent two hours talking about absolutely nothing because nobody wanted to work.

I changed my layout colors. Again.

*sigh*