Rain. Worms on the sidewalks. Water in my shoes. It’s fitting that the first day back to school from my superbly relaxing spring break is naught but a dark deluge. I assume it’s merely foreshadowing my hectic week-to-come.
Writing April Fool’s edition stories, layout and graphics. Starting/finishing three ad redesigns for design class Wednesday. Pinning down exactly what’s going on with the SGA elections. Production tomorrow. Rewriting my damn Kubrick paper. Reading a ton of stuff for Lesbian Studies. Also for that class, writing a film analysis paper on a film I’ve yet to even pick out … by Thursday. Putting together a schedule for the fall. Phil’s little brother is visiting for two days. Mommying Phil, who is sick with whatever nastiness I had a couple of weeks ago. And speaking of moms, my mom might be coming up Thursday and staying the night.
What makes your muscles twitch? Well, a quick google search tells me that some twitching is normal. I’ve been having crazy eye twitches for weeks. And then my left bicep chimed in and started shivering a couple of days ago. It would be funny if it wasn’t so damned annoying. I know people think I have a nervous tic. Uh, maybe this means I do.