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I slept in till 10.15 this morning, but it felt like much later. I was surprised when I checked the time and found that I hadn't been tossing around in bed until some ungodly hour, because that's what it felt like - weird and decadent and surreal. I guess I was having weird dreams, like the night before, but I can't remember most of them. I think, in my dream, Woody Allen was hosting the Oscars, and I was reporting on it for the magazine. But I wasn't doing a good job of it. They were disappointed, I think. He spent most of the time doing really elaborate performances of the "Best Song" nominees, and didn't have enough time to get through the other awards.

I know - weird.

Yesterday in the mail I got my UPASS for next quarter (that's right, they do love me as much), the Vegetarian Times magazine which is kind of disappointing, and the Jackson School's student services winter bulletin, which is kind of scary - it's all about graduating. Also, I realize I had better decide what my thesis is going to be about before next quarter. Still, I kind of think this writing and researching thing is what I do best, so I'm semi-excited about it: as excited as you can be about a multi-month, 65-page paper, anyway, which is not hugely excited.

Task Force is finished. The presentation went down really smooth. I kind of wish people had spent more time on the little things with their papers to make our report look better, because I wasn't able to do it all in the two days I had after all the final drafts, bibliographies etc., came in, and before I had to hand the CD into the copy center. But overall, it was great, I was really lucky with the group and the professor. Having no fake ID, I didn't get to be the token underage drinker at the Emigrant after the dinner. Apart from it being a Jackson School tradition, I was most looking forward to Scott, the prof, getting tipsy on free shots... haha. He's a really nice guy - sent us a sweet email afterward, probably a good father, also really smart. Definitely one of the best teachers I've had at UW. The others are... um... Jon Herron was a good prof, but I didn't know him well. Resat Kasaba was a good lecturer. Noam Pianko was really nice, but I wouldn't say he blew me away. George Behlmer was honest, funny, and committed to his work, and he's definitely up there. Migdal is Migdal and I have him again next quarter.

Oh, and global warming is bad news...

Yesterday, I hung around UW while Liz was taking her final: read some of that bad book on Reading People, slept on a bench, saw the most hideous bridesmaid dresses I've ever seen, including those ones people post on the internet, and wondered if they were a joke (but they COULDN'T be!) I wandered around thinking "wow, I'm close to graduating and I don't even feel like I've gone to college." Not a good feeling.

Liz very nicely agreed to go to Araya's, a Thai restaurant, which was really good. Well, I'd go back. We bought stuff to make salad, and made salad. My parents, me, and Sharon went to a Thai restaurant for dinner (le sigh). Mmmmkay... I really have nothing else interesting to say. Only that I don't know what to do with the rest of my life.