magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

i woke up this morning and it felt like it must have been about noon. i started to panic as it occurred to me that i had class at nine. then i remember that my alarm clock was set, and i was sure of it. turned out to be just after seven. i got up, took a shower, got dressed. was getting my books together when george got up and said it felt like the middle of the afternoon. odd.

playwriting was pretty sparsely attended again. and so ended early again. i'm not entirely sure i've gotten my money's worth out of that class. but i have enjoyed it, so i guess that's what really matters.

then i proceeded to completely waste most of the day. then the saturday night bout of british sitcoms. and then sorta an empty on the inside, sweaty on the outside sorta feeling. possible thunderstorms tonight though. my fingers are crossed for that.

and here's the observational part: it's occurred to me over the last few days that my internet correspondence (through email, fruit, etc) has been waning as of late. it seems that i go through cycles of ebb and flow and all that, but i've sorta been ebbing with everyone. sometimes i think that's a good thing, live more in the real world and such. but on the other hand, virtual communication is really my primary source of communication in general. but, ebb and flow. cycles, cycles, cycles.