Mmm...chocolate bunny ears.
Apr. 22nd, 2006 03:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
e_clareTonight I worked an 80s dance party, hosted by the first-year class. (When were they born? 1987. Does this seem wrong to anyone else?)
Walking home across the soccer fields at 2:30 a.m. made an impression tonight. The sky is very cloudy, with only a few stars showing through, and there's no moon. Some kind soul left the beacon light on at the house, so I couldn't get lost in the big empty field or trip over the sports teams' benches. It was so quiet everywhere around me that it wasn't even that strange -- it felt a little isolating, like I was the only person in the world still awake (aside from the good folk of Public Safety, whom I had just left). The campus center was the same way: last person out of the building, with only the barest work lights left on. So quiet, especially after three hours of continously pounding music.
Cutting this introspection short in order to sleep. Is late. Oy.
Walking home across the soccer fields at 2:30 a.m. made an impression tonight. The sky is very cloudy, with only a few stars showing through, and there's no moon. Some kind soul left the beacon light on at the house, so I couldn't get lost in the big empty field or trip over the sports teams' benches. It was so quiet everywhere around me that it wasn't even that strange -- it felt a little isolating, like I was the only person in the world still awake (aside from the good folk of Public Safety, whom I had just left). The campus center was the same way: last person out of the building, with only the barest work lights left on. So quiet, especially after three hours of continously pounding music.
Cutting this introspection short in order to sleep. Is late. Oy.
