Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.

No, I'm not clever. Douglas Adams is. But it is true nevertheless. In my case, time is an illusion that's taking a really long time to get over with... time taking time... hmm, that might be one of those things you don't want to think about for too long.

Early Modernity seminar today. Talked about Kafka. I got a nap afterward. Yay : ) I think I've been grinding my teeth in my sleep. They hurt a bit. Plus I've been having weird dreams. Sleeping is so exciting.

Myth seminar today was all right. My enjoyment of that class is inhibited by the fact that I appear to be the only one who knows what's going on. Of my classmates, I mean. As far as subject matter goes, the professor knows what she's talking about. But today I was the only one who had done the reading. Before class a girl sat next to me (there were only four of us in class today. Students that is, not girls. Three of us were girls if you don't count the professor though...) and was talking about how she just couldn't grasp the ideas and the literature. She said she'd seen me talking to the professor after class, so clearly I know what's going on. I told her it's a certain way of thinking that takes a little practice, but that once you've got it everything seems really clear. We discussed some past texts and I hope I made things a little clearer. I wanted to offer to proof her essay for her, but I don't know that I can in good conscience give suggestions when I have no idea what this professor grades like.

Anyway, like I said, no one had read the text. The professor decided that in that case, she'd just talk to me. Swell. I got some nasty looks, and class went on way longer than it should have for only having one student in it, effectively... ah well.

After class I did laundry. I used a different detergent today. I hope I don't have a reaction to it... after laundry I sat down to research the Kafka a bit, but I fell asleep. Sort of. I felt very aware of my surroundings, sort of in that almost-asleep state. I finally gave it up though and "woke up", very surprised to find that an hour and a half had passed and it was now dark out. I wrote for a bit, then decided I needed some chips before going any further. I ran out to the campus shop and bought some. When I came back I saw Vicki, Sophie, and manbeast in the kitchen so I stopped to talk to them and ended up sitting around with the entire flat in the kithcen having about five different conversations, and wondering why in Britain they call Jell-O jelly, but they still have Jell-O shots.

After a few hours of this, I retreated to my room. Vicki came by later and loaned me a few issues of Sandman and Lucifer : ) Goodbye productivity... I shall try very hard not to read all of them tonight, as Lisa is coming over tomorrow! I am excited, and I hope it doesn't rain.

That's all for now. I should sleep, but instead I will read : )