Phreezing in Philadelphia.

It's Friday and the week is ending somewhere in the 65 degrees range. It was somewhere in the 90s on Monday. I'm pretty sure that yesterday the weather froze over in the short time I was in class because when I went in I was comfortable in a skirt and tank top and when I came out I was trying to fit my entire body into my book bag to keep warm. I ended up getting fro yo later, but that's a whole other topic on choices I make with my life. Anyways this cold weather shift means the advent of fall and fall means a whole lot of goodies. Usually I consider my birthday to be the end of summer and the beginning of fall, but hey I can start today if I want to.

With the new season comes a few things that I am looking forward to.

1. Fall sports! Everyone knows that Stowe Loves Sports, just look at the green and white umbrellas lined up along the fields. I fortunately took that love with me to Philadelphia where I am currently playing field hockey and ice hockey as much as possible. So much fun. Unfortunately (or fortunately if I were an insomniac) I found out that I have field hockey practice from 10pm to midnight and 5am ice hockey practice on Thursdays. There is a strong possibility of me not making it to December.

2. Candy Corn Pumpkins! I love candy corn and more specifically the pumpkins that come in the fall mix or if you hunt hard enough in their own individual bags. I love the pumpkins to the point where whenever I go to Target I pick up a bag and leave it around places I frequent so that there is also a tasty treat when I'm least expecting it (my car). I also need to pick up Boggle the next time I'm target too.

3. Knitting! Yes I am a knitting dork and no I can't make you a sweater, yet. I love knitting but have found that I only really like doing it when the weather turns colder. Sitting under a pile of yarn in the heat is just no fun. I recently found out that one of my good friends is a closet knitter and she also happens to be one of my neighbors. I'm a little sad though that Cynthia! and I will no longer be able to knit/crochet in the Borders break room anymore :(

Apparently Gene Simmons knits too.

4. Sweaters! I love sweaters and summer/fall/winter/spring I make it work whenever I can. I have definitely been the girl in the 90 degree heat wearing a sweater because I thought it was cool. I recently discovered that my mother has been hoarding a few cool selection underneath her really really ugly Christmas ones and the next time I am there I will be claiming them. My Hebrew Friend has also discovered the joys of J. Crew and their beautiful sweaters for men. The next time I go to the outlets I am taking him along.

5. Apples! Apple picking, apple cider, apple pie are all awesome reasons to look forwards to fall. I can't wait to get a minute to go apple picking and make up new apple creations. I just need to find the recipe for the apple cranberry crisp that is served every Thanksgiving and I will be in business.

Oh, Brother.

So apparently I did read The Odyssey in high school. Today in my backgrounds class we watched a clip from Oh, Brother Where Art Thou, the one with George Clooney. It's a movie that is based around Homer's story, but set in the South during the 1930s. At the beginning of class I completely blurted out that I had scene the movie in high school because it was a modern telling of The Odyssey, which meant that I had been reading the book even though I am convinced that this is the first time I'm reading it. I guess that I completely blocked that experience out of my head from freshman year. Of course as Taylor will agree I didn't do much in freshman English and have mostly blocked the experience from my mind. Besides Taylor, I'm probably the only person in the history of Stowe to hate their freshman English class if they had it with a certain young teacher. No really, people are in love with this teacher. I didn't develop a love for English classes until senior year with a certain older gentleman who performed epic poetry on desks and took us to see bad movies. He encouraged my dark sarcastic wit that has unfortunately crawled back under the turtle shell. Though I do sometimes bring it out with my Hebrew Friend.

The sirens scene that we watched in class today. 

Today is the first day of Monday classes and I have decided that I don't like having more than two classes a day and therefore I am not cut out for Mondays. I have four classes that go from 10am until 5:30pm and I have to work for a few hours in between. Two of the classes are also seventy-five minutes which means my attention span will wane as it normally does after twenty minutes and I will have to sit there in a silent stupor while I check my watch every three minutes. I do this even if I love the class, it's just the way I am. It doesn't help that I'm feeling lethargic and unmotivated to move. I slept through my alarm and got too much sleep so all I want to do is get back in bed, or do my laundry. Either one will suffice as long as I'm not sitting in class doodling or picking at my nails, I do that too sometimes. 

Last night I got an unfortunate email from the club field hockey team saying that there are going to be tryouts and cuts on the team. I do not go games and do not care about getting serious playing time. I just want to go running and go to practices so that I can exercise with people and have a good time playing a sport that I like. I don't need to deal with the competitive edge, especially when I am already busy with so many other activities and work. I am going to go to tryouts tonight and see if I can work something out. I think that it's a little hasty of our captain to call for tryout since there has only been one game and by the end of the fall season and the spring, the team is usually screaming for players. It's the captain's choice though and I respect that. I just want to play. 

Saturday: Part II

This weekend! What a weekend! Except for the dreaming part, not so crazy great. I finally got inside Father Brennan's house and now I only have a few more of the Maguire buildings left to get into. Senior year is going to be the year that I get into the Barberlin attic even if I have to borrow Ginger Dan's lock picks. Father Brennan's house is very nice. It looks like the big stone houses that line Berwick and the inside is very dated but what you'd except from a bunch of Jesuits. I didn't even recognize Father Brennan as a Jesuits. Unlike some of the others, he doesn't wear the uniform. Same with Father Berret. Berret was in my journalism class on friday and asked me some questions and after I had to ask my friend who he was. Being new to the English department I still have yet to meet all of the faculty. Very unlike the physics department where I could count everyone on one hand. It was also interesting to get the Jesuits take on the physics department. Anyways it was a fun Friday night gathering with some of the English department, even the play wasn't s bad as we thought. I don't recommend Dead Man's Cell Phone if I can help it, though it certainly was hi-larious. Good acting by some but the lead female was terrible and had a ridiculous look of constipation. Caps and Bells needs to rethink giving a lead to a freshman without any prior acting experience. I did get a chance to get to know some of my classmates and I must say that they are a lovely bunch of ladies. I also got a chance to talk with my advisor and even if she can't remember that I'm in American Lit: Post Civil War, she is still a very interesting lady who found my experience with censorship and Capote quite interesting. That's right mom, your embarrassing plot to take down high school English has finally come in handy for me.

Tonight was great. Work schmork, I finally got paid and now I have to go to PNC bank and get everything sorted out on that end. I also hung out with G-Prez during my break. I was friendly with her at work and we have gone out together with other people from work before, but I never really got a chance to actually talk with her. She's great. We had a three-way (not what you're thinking) with My Hebrew Friend over the phone while I ate my one meal of the day. I was sad, I couldn't even finish it. And then braved the nightmarish winds for a Camel Crush. I can never get those silly beads to pop. People kept driving by and staring at us, it was great. Silly people.

I've finally made it home and my ankles hurt. Stupid ankles. Don't play field hockey, you'll only sprain your ankles and then have to be awkward and on crutches all of the time. I downed a glass of crappy riesling (again) and am watching movies on netflix. Currently it's OSS 117: Lost in Rio. A French movie and about a spy set in the 60s. Very James Bond-esque but more spoof and more Yonni-approved hot Mossad agents. Seriously Yonni, check this movie out, it's so ridiculous and funny. I've been on a movie bender. Movies and wine since I can't really afford to do anything else. I may even watch The Social Network. I'm not a huge fan of Mark Zuckerberg, even if I do use his network, but I am a fan of Jesse Eisenberg and Yonni did say it was good and he's usually a good critic about most things.

Not a fan of the snow right now. Key West soon.