Completely Unnecessary

I spent the day desperately trying to recover from this weekend. I originally envisioned this blog post as a letter to Sam from my liver, but decided against it because it requires too much thought.

The liver isn’t really the problem so much as just the utter, utter fatigue of three days running around the city:

• We shopped,
• drank Little Creatures on the Rooftop Bar (my new favorite place),
• met a guy that introduced himself with the name of his website,
• I got in a teensy argument with a bartender that was almost entirely not my fault,
• ate amazing food,
• rode on the alternately terrifying and boring ferris wheel,
• learned about whey protein,
• did other things

Yeah, the brain isn’t working so well. It didn’t help that I had seven hours of class today. We went out for coffee after my first class. I just wanted to sit quietly and read the newspaper. Instead, my right ear was shouted into by an extremely loud girl. I kept looking at her, fantasizing about punching her in the throat. I was honestly like, “Hmm, I wonder what my rep in the department would be after this. I actually don’t think anyone would mind…”

And I was dying today in Sean’s class, despite a quick nap between classes and the fact that I really enjoy the subject. I refocused again at one point to see Sean looking at me strangely. I’m pretty sure I was just staring at him with my eyes crossed for about 30 seconds.

Despite this long day, I can’t wait to do it again.

And now, back to The West Wing, snuggled under my doona. It’s one of the joys of Melbourne that it can be hot and sunny one day and cold and raining the next. Sometimes also within the hour.

Vaguely Related

• Stolen
• Wind (and a little bit of media studies!)