Over the course of the evening, I have:
1. Made these chocolate chip cookies, which are roughly the circumference and thickness of chewy hockey pucks. That was meant to sound tantalizing. Anyway, they’re good, and worth the extra preparation steps.
2. Worked out on the gym machine that’s part stair-stepper, part elliptical, with attached TVs. Do you know what I’m talking about? I didn’t want to run, as I was still a little full from dinner, so I figured that this unnamed machine may be smoother on my stomach. I was completely wrong, of course, and had to stop periodically to protect the latest episode of Gossip Girl from projectile vomit. Still, it was nice to take a break from the treadmill, though I suspect that I’ll have trouble walking tomorrow.
3. Made significant progress on my senior project. Right now, it looks like it will concern the role of fortune in Renaissance romance literature. The title will include a Pat Sajak reference, which I WILL KEEP at all costs. If my senior project must consist of writing a 12-15 page research paper, and then reading an 8 page excerpt to a room full of professors, parents, and peers, then I at least need a spark of humor to keep said people alert and engaged. Who doesn’t love a good Pat Sajak reference?
Back to Morris tomorrow.
I promise I’ll regain my ability to write in complete sentences soon.