525,600 minutes

How do you measure a year?

Three day week, no lab, good. Three tests, not so good. But that should not be hard.

William Gibson is my new god, and I don't know why I did not discover him before now. The visuals--sublime. It reminds me of reading Fahrenheit 451 for the first time, but about ten times more badass.

My sister's birthday is on Thanksgiving. I need to think of something to give her; I feel cheap giving her giftcards all the time.

"In the end we are all alone. It's absolutely impossible to make somebody belong to us."

Wow.

Episode 23 of NANA really hit me in the gut. Ultimately, it was in a very good, liberating way. That show really knows how to put the bluesy, gritty truth into an incredibly shoujo plot. Sometimes that truth is bittersweet--but the important thing is that there is a sweet.

Now I need to convince myself that homework > finishing NANA in terms of priority, but I think I'll be wired most of the night. My sleep schedule is whack.

And I got a very positive email, so I'm in a really good mood.