Lots and lots and lots of homework....also, Taming of the Shrew is rather hard to follow. Did manage to cram in Michael Crichton's sequel to Jurassic Park, The Lost World, in there. And lots of Edgar Guest poetry, which is good schoolwork.
And also introduced Elizabeth and Susan to the "Felines of New York" Facebook page; that was pretty fun. They had a great one on Wednesday, the caption was "We moved around a lot when I was younger, so I never really bothered making friends." "Do you have any friends now?" "The other cat that lives here is my friend. I think."
Rewatched Sleepless in Seattle on Monday night; I had an assignment for Poetry Writing, so I guessed what happened to Sam, Annie and Jonah after the credits rolled. It was a pretty terrible poem, but I was in a hurry. And it's a good movie that was about to go off Netflix.
We're now at fourteen fire alarms in three weeks....and Dalton moved out; he said the cockroaches were too much to deal with. (I haven't seen/killed any more than usual, one or two a week.)
Euripides' Medea is horrifying...but definitely worth reading. That'll be an interesting discussion tomorrow morning in Lit Traditions. Dr. Mackie was in Massachusetts all week, so a lot of online poetry assignments, and for American Lit we watched and studied a movie called Smoke Signals, which was pretty good.
The inside of my fridge looks like Jemma Simmons'...only instead of consisting solely of siriacha and beer, it's buffalo sauce and Diet Coke. And half a pizza. Anyway, after working literally all day on homework projects, I still have two more to write and print off before 8:30...
26 days until season three of Agents....it'll be the Best. Day. Ever!
Also, it's now technically meteorological fall, as of Monday. Football starts today for colleges, and the high school season starts tomorrow night. But it's Oklahoma; "fall" is a contraction of "football"; they're basically the same thing.
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