Thursday, May 26, 2011
thursdays feel like fridays to me. because i never (hardly ever) have to work on fridays. and i never (never ever) have to work on mondays. so thursdays usually mean to me what fridays mean for rebecca black; “fun fun fun fun”. or something like that.
this morning, my alarm went off at 7:00 - that i remember. the next thing i remember is waking up again at 7:35. i don’t know if i had been hitting snooze repeatedly (in my sleep) or just sleeping through the alarm (wouldn’t be the first time) but, regardless, i dressed and ran out the door in a matter of 15 minutes (5 minutes of which were spent putting in my contacts, 5 minutes of which were spent trying to button my pants one-handedly and 5 minutes of which were spent looking for my hairbrush….as you have probably already deduced from the above photos, the hairbrush was not found).
despite the stressful morning, my thursday turned out pretty well. here’s why: i slept during the hour-long bus ride to school, my students were very sweet to me (sort of unusual), i ate a nice lunch, which can be seen above (tomato+mozzarella sandwich, apfelschorle, a piece of cake that was eaten before it could be photographed), i enjoyed a tasty little dinner with dear friends, i had a ego-boosting german conversation with someone who didn’t switch to english, i ate a snickers bar on a train and i watched justin timber lake's most recent SNL monologue 3 times in a row.
the only downside is that after being operated on, my hand isn’t healing as well as i’d hoped and it’s kind of hampering my weekend plans which were supposed to be very special. i’m thinking i might spend the weekend holed up at my dear friends’ apartment (the same dear friends from tonight’s dinner, the same dear friends who visited me every day in the hospital), watching movies and snuggling under a blanket until i can move my hand again.
p.s. obama will be in poland next week and so will i. i'll be able to meet him, right? i mean, i am american and he is my president, so...the logic seems sound enough.