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afternoon slumber

I fell asleep on my couch late this morning only to wake up a few hours later feeling very disoriented. After some time on the computer I made my way to the bedroom in an effort to get some more sleep, but it didn't happen. Suddenly two and a half hours of sleep was all that my body seemed to want.

I wouldn't have minded so much except for the fact that I've been invited over to my professor's house tomorrow night to watch a movie. What this means is that I needed to get as much sleep today since it will be cut short tomorrow if I go over there for a few hours. Actually the whole class has been invited, it isn't just me. Personally I would find that a little awkward. Now this isn't mandatory, but I think that it would be fun and there is a small chance that my slight crush J. Crew girl might be there.

With only seventeen people in the class, one would think that I would know her name by now, but I don't. As far as I can remember she has only spoken once in class and she wasn't called upon then either.

Her silence does have me worried though. On the one hand I keep telling myself that this might mean that she is shy and doesn't like to speak in class. Another option might be that she doesn't have anything to add to the group discussion which I could also understand. What I fear the most is that she doesn't say anything, because she isn't that bright. More and more I am starting to sense low levels of brain activity coming from her, but I could be wrong.

Of course the way for me to find the correct answer is to actually hold a conversation with her rather than watching her doodle on her notebook.

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When I got into work, Ann was riding what I can only guess was another massive sugar high. I like her in these moods for a couple of reasons. One I like to see her happy. Every so often she seems to clash with either our boss or someone else in the department and I don't think that she needs the added stress in her life. Secondly these overly hyper moods also have a way of getting me going at night as well.

It'll be different when she goes back to her normal hours next week. Once again I'll only get to see her on Friday through Sunday. She said that I'll miss her and I will.

 
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