It's late (1:10am) and I'm tired but I don't feel like actually going to sleep. Except I should, and I need to. I will regret this tomorrow. It doesn't feel late and thats the problem. Like I just want to keep wasting time online or do something. Therefore I shall blog.

My cohort had a Game Night tonight at one of the girl's apartments in Center City. I've been to 4 other people's places in my class now and seriously, the sight of a living room as an actual living room, is sometimes almost too much to bear. Don't get me wrong; I love my apartment and I honestly think its perfect sized for one person, but having the option to have room for a couch or a cute overstuffed armchair would be nice. So we played Taboo, for our 3rd consecutive game night. I will confess to initially stumbling on "actor" as my first word. I just get a little anxious -> tongue-tied -> feeling as if there are no words in my brain. But then I found my rhythm. I also brought beer bread that I made from a Trader Joe's mix. Quite possibly one of the easiest things to make. ever. Open mix, add hard cider, pour in loaf pan and drizzle melted butter. Bake. and it tasted pretty darn good.

So there is a Winter Storm Warning for this weekend. Apparently its a Big Deal. Like, potentially 12 inches of snow between tomorrow afternoon and Saturday afternoon!! I'm envisioning me all cozied up inside, hot cocoa, catching up on all my tv shows from this week and my reading (boo) with the snow flakes gently falling.... Then I'm heading out to jump around in it and frolic with another girl from the South. (because we still think snow is awesome)

What else....?
Classes are going well. I actually feel on top of things. and prepared for discussions. Its a great feeling. Though I'm beginning to have anxiety about my research paper. Our first drafts are due in a month which is problematic because I do not feel at all ready. ugh. It will get done. It will get done. It will get done. This is true and I know it, but its the actual doing that is yucky.
Pancho has been getting some exciting news from grad schools and has interviews lined up. Looks like we'll be in Boston, Philadelphia, or Atlanta come September. I honestly have no preference at this point, I have pulls toward all of them. Crazy, considering that I wanted to live in Boston for, oh, say, 10 years but seriously now I'd be happy in any of them.

Ok, I've written myself sleepy. Guess this was a good idea after all.