This morning I started dozing off after Back Bay. I kept waking up as we pulled into South Station and thinking, "maximal dozeage." Then I heard the conductor say, "You asleep here?" (or something like). That hasn't happened since the summer.
I was still kinda hungry despite having had breakfast, so I got an orange-banana smoothie at Harvard T Station. FemaleSmoothiePerson is not chatty, which is fine (I usually just want services rendered and don't wanna have to deal with conversation; note to self: remember to leave a comment on musesfool's post) it's just not what I'm used to.
I wore my suit jacket today because I don't have a nice spring jacket (at Smith I always wore my grey hoodie or sometimes my blue faux-vinyl).
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I really do love the spring. Though I love the winter and the autumn more. I wish I didn't have to get so defensive about my love for the other-than-traditionally-paradisical weather, though. And then I still get tetchy in the spring because then people are complaining about the grey or the rain or whatever. Hot&humid makes me wanna curl up and die, but otherwise I'm pretty willing to take what comes in terms of weather. (Like all people, sometimes I don't wanna deal with preciptation or cold temps or whatever, but usually the weather brings me joy or at least doesn't bring me distress. Excepting summertime -- see aformentioned comment about hot&humid -- where enjoyable weather is the exception to my expectation.)
(Sidenote: I hear it's supposed to snow later this week. I'll believe it when I see it, of course, but it is true-feeling that it's not really spring until we have a freak snowstorm.)
+ Earth's 2005 population approximately: 3.5 billion, 4.5 billion, 5.5 billion, 6.5 billion. Answer: 6.5 billion
+ Strongest bone in the body: mandible, cranium, femur, scapula. Answer: femur
+ Also: I totally knew stridulation [$50thou, which the woman switched out of... rewarded with a "Who was John Kerry dating in the 1980s" question] thanks to a random post from speacechilde back in December.
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Busy day, with Prof.B. leaving the country Wednesday night for 10 days [travel stuff is set, it's smooshing teaching and consulting and etc. into the remaining time and juggling reschedule]. No stories I feel compelled to tell, though.