Freedom

I finished my last final, and for the first day in about a month, I actualy don't know what I'll be doing from the moment I wake up until the moment I (accidentally) fall asleep. We'll see how much the studying paid off soon - or more accurately, I'll see, because I sure as hell am not telling anyone else. It might not be terrible, but my grades are definitely not of the shout-it-from-the-rooftops variety.

I woke up early (after around 11 hours of sleep) and had a leisurely breakfast in the dining hall, which was so pleasant. Really, there's no better way to spend a morning than in Mather dining hall. The snow on the river banks makes it particularly picturesque, and they had frosted raisin scones this morning, which were delicious.

Right now I'm buying time while I digest before working out. I think I'll listen to NPR and knit for a while, and then I'll go to the yarn store, since one of my friends is coming back after a semester abroad, and I want to make her a welcome home scarf. Aside from that, I plan on spending some quality time with my course catalogue and Judith Butler's Undoing Gender.

Would I not make the best retired person EVER? I'm so good at this. I feel like I'm violating my telos by working. Aristotle, back me up here, hon.

I'm also trying to decide whether or not to visit my cousin in Bard and if so, for how long. It seems like taking a bus will be a pain in the tuchus, and I'd kind of like to drive, but renting a car is way too expensive if you're not 21. I really ought to call my cousin and see what she's doing, since this could very well be a moot point.

It is so wonderful to have time to worry about these things again! Intersession, how I love thee.