When Adam delved and Eve span,
who then was the Gentleman?

I'm enjoying my Late Medieval and Early Modern Europe class a lot more than I thought I would. The professor, relatively fresh from her doctorate I believe, is not all that interesting or good. But, the material is finally catching my eye. I've matured enough in my studies that I have the background to read the sources like an historian.

Let me say this, however: don't wake up and then read the record of the trial of Joan of Arc. It's a bit wrenching for 11am.

In other news, I may have a valentine. Prospects are not solid, but they look good nonetheless. I won't exactly be crushed if it doesn't work out, but I can only hope for the best.

[UPDATE] We're all pretty sure that I don't have a valentine. I actually have a stalker.

But, in my roommate's words, she does have the "uhh in the uhh uhh" [add in a side-to-side hip dance].

According to my roommate, that's a good thing. All things being equal, she's fucking gorgeous. And she takes History classes! Good god!

That's so hot, I wouldn't give a damn if she collected my hair and toenail clippings in a jar. She can kill me and wear my skin as a coat if she damn well pleases.

And to anyone who thinks I'm moving on too fast: hey, I moved on to K two weeks from a prior relationship. Eat me.

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