“Three days till Harry Potter!”
I’ve adopted Emily’s rallying cry, since the rest of this week leading up to the movie is going to be hellish. Controls homework due Friday AND structures midterm that same day. I am really scared about structures, as I have no idea what will be on the test and Dr. Springer, though a funny and nice old man, has a reputation for putting really random crap on tests.
Emily wants to make costumes to wear to Harry Potter. She wants a shirt that says “Gryffindor Seeker.” She makes me laugh. I’m glad I met her and can hang out with her, especially now considering things.
Last night I finally got ahold of Kent, and was surprised to find out he was in New York, about an hour and a half away from the city. Sheesh. I can’t keep up with so many friends doing consultant-ish work and ending up in a different city every week! You’d think one of their jobs would have sent them to San Francisco by now, but no such luck for me.
My aunt invited me to come up to Sonoma (about an hour and a half away from Stanford) for Thanksgiving. It’s good to have the option, but I think it might be weird. I just met her for the first time two months ago, and that was the first time my dad had even seen his own sister in twenty years. She’s my aunt, but I don’t know her. So I don’t know if I want to go have Thanksgiving with them or not. Hmm.
