*stares off into space*

Yesterday, I wrote but did not post: "The weather is doing very strange things. It's been in the 60s for a week, which means I feel right at home, but which is quite odd for Ohio."

Yeah, a cold front came through last night. Big surprise. Now it's in the 40s, and I am sad.

A big thunderstorm came through over the weekend and blew all the leaves from the trees. It also seems to have blown my ability to care about anything away; everything this week has seemed like so much effort, and all I want to do is sit and read something silly or sleep. (Although I did make it to ballroom twice this week--including a Svetlana lesson--which is an improvement from the zero sessions I'd been to in the last two weeks.) As you can tell from my lack of updates, comments, and responses to comments, I've been kind of "bleh" at LJ, too. I think the weather is at fault, as is the ending of Daylight Saving Time, which means it gets dark at 5 PM, which is SO DEPRESSING.

Also, I think once I turned in my history paper, I didn't have hardly anything to do, so I was just kind of at a loss. I should've worked more on my comps this week. I fixed one poem and drafted one more, and I read about twenty pages of Paradise Lost (which is roughly equivalent to ten million pages of a non-annoying book, so go me). But I feel like I could've done more. *shrug* Ah, well. Perhaps tonight. I will definitely finish Book IV of that stupid poem tonight, which will leave me with a mere 200 pages to get to before April 1st!

Or I could take a nap...hmmm...