i finally got a good grade on a paper i wrote for my medieval lit. class, so now i feel alright about school. except that i finish one big project, and get a bigger one immediately after. i guess that's what i get for being an english major. my whole life feels like classes now, because of all the procrastinating i did last weekend.


anyways. spencer has started doing this great thing, where, when you are leaving, he will run out the door after you, possibly two or three times, and tell you a joke that he forgot to earlier. it's actually really cute.