When the cold, the dark, and the silence come

So I finished one mid-term this morning and went out to pizza lunch with a friend to celebrate. It was nice, I really like her and we talked about how strange it is to work your way into a new group of friends, how everyone is dancing around each other and how are friend groups back home are painfully over comfortable, and how we miss that. It was lovely to get to have a conversation with someone here about these things, I forget sometimes that everyone in my new friend group is missing people somewhere, because no one is from here.

Over the course of this weekend and the beginning of next week I have to write another mid-term, register for next semesters classes, meet for two group projects (and actually have some things achieved to bring and discuss), teach ESL, and read a shit load of articles. I'm ready for Thanksgiving, I'm not going home, which is fine, but I'm ready for some days off. I'm sure I'll have to work through it, but it will feel slightly like a vacation at least. I was supposed to go into Boston tomorrow for a show, but I don't think it will be happening anymore, which is okay because I have so much to do, but sad because I want to go hang out in Boston.

I took today off from work, mostly, at least once I finished what was due today. After friend lunch I came home and watched tv on hulu for an hour and then cleaned my house. So I managed to not think but still achieve, which was amazing because my house was not at all clean, and it's nice to feel somewhat organized again. Like I know where at least some things are.

And now, happy hour :) Some nights just aren't meant for getting things done, and it's fall like I feel like MN doesn't have fall anymore, sunny and warmish and fresh and lovely. So happy hour and fall and maybe the ability to not think about school for 8 -10 hours.