After the successfully classy wine and cheese party of last night, after four hours of study in the library, and after my second Cloud Cult concert (they also came to UMM my freshman year), I have picked my way back up to my room, dodging forgotten suit jackets and half-melted candles.
My map fell down again today, but rather than wresting with the sticky tack, I’ve left it on the floor, facedown.
I’m expecting a Skype call in a few minutes, and then, as it will likely be too late to do anything else, I think I’ll settle down with a Holly Movie.
They’re gracelessly named, but basically, Holly Movies are historic dramas that are usually artsy, and usually disliked by the rest of the world. The New World is one such movie. The two people I naively forced to watch it with me are no longer my friends. I don’t know what happened there.
Anyway, happy Saturday night. One day, perhaps, I will again have a television available to me, and will again be able to watch SNL.