Brianna told me I have Egyptian/Greecian feet. Olga was offended because apparently she has peasant feet. Brianna’s are Greecian, possibly with a little bit of peasant, but not as bad as the guy next to her in anatomy class.

Right now I’m sitting listening to Olga and Brianna talk back and forth in Brooklyn accents, which have been amusing since “dawg” and “tawking” slipped out of Olga. It’s like Carli’s “chawklet” issue. “What did your mutta tell you?” Brianna demands. I tried to join in on the teasing, but my “Is that a dawg? […]

I’m writing this in the time before dinner. It’s the first week back from spring break (too short!) but I seem to be keeping up with my work, despite a week of neglecting it. I’ve already gotten a paper revised, a German essay written, a pile of reading done, and some other things. Of course, […]