Watching the debates with friends. This is the third year that I've watched the presidential debates. The first time around I was 13 and fell asleep halfway through. The second time I was 17 and just getting in to politics. I watched them, and didn't understand a word the candidates were saying. This year they made a lot more sense. Still, I feel like in order for the debates to make any sense to ordinary people, we really need to have a grasp on economics and on how things like taxes and medicare function. But if we've taken the time to research those topics it's likely that we already have an opinion on what the best course of action would be; then watching the debates is really just waiting for the candidates to say stupid things. Like "I like big bird".
I understand that the tumblrization of debate coverage is not necessarily the best medium for discussion, since tumblr users are more likely to whip out gifs and memes than they are to discuss what was actually said. At the same time, I do love the internet.
Putting on my skimpiest dress and dancing around my room to Pitbull in between midterm papers. I swear, this is my best strategy for staying motivated. Dancing for three minutes is just enough time for a mental break, and it wakes you up. Staying awake during paper season is the worst sometimes.
Running again. I ran twice this week. That's better than not at all. Next week will be better!
That after practicing my trombone my mouth feels the same way my legs to after running. You know that sore tiredness that means you had a good workout? It's like that, but for your face. Yeah.
Watching football. (!) Ok, I need to talk about this for a minute. I am not a sports person. Specifically, I do not watch sports in my free time, and I especially do not watch sports on television. I've trained myself to fall asleep whenever I hear the voices of sports casters. I just don't do sports. Well, this Saturday I watched a football game on the television. And by that I mean I was watching it, not just sitting in the same room. And I was yelling at the tv and cheering. And after the game I talked to strangers about it. Guys, I'm having an existential crisis. I don't know how to deal with these feelings. In case you were wondering, we lost by 2 points.
Let me be a dork about social media for a moment. I tweeted about watching the game and having an existential crisis. The official football team's twitter favorited the tweet. Gasp.
Nighttime coffee. Delicious and helpful for the paper writing. Not so much for the sleeping.
Crunching on leaves. Walking across the quad in the fall and kicking up leaves is fun.
Academic resolve. Last night was not productive. Today will be.
