a little infinity: thursday

In no particular order (really, I wrote them and then rearranged them as much at random as a conscious mind on top of a subconscious mind is probably able to):

A particular pair of my friends have been veritable blogging machines this week.  My poor dashboard can't seem to keep up, as per its usual finickiness.

I think there's an actual chance that I might have aced my ridiculous conceptual physics exam this afternoon.

I got all of my math homework done four days earlier than it needed to be done.  (Admittedly, this was only because I was stuck in a coffee shop for three hours with no other source of written anything.)

I read John Green's newest book, which is also the only novel of his that I actually love.  It was also the only book that I've read in one day in a few months.  It's the only novel that almost made me really cry in a very long time.

I found this while hunting for new indie music.

My room smells like sand and imagination because of a candle I got for Christmas and burned today.

Somebody wrote me a really nice review of part of a story I wrote.

A dinner-table discussion was had about the proper use of the archaic forms of English second-person pronouns.

I watched "Blink" and was able to appreciate the humor because I wasn't scared saliva-less.

My sister and I had a nice, albeit brief, rare bonding moment over a book we hadn't read.

I sang hymns while walking down Gull Road from Wal-Mart to Panera.

I had an argument with my English study group about whether Aslan or Gandalf would win a cosmic duel.

I made lots of interesting and enigmatic literary connections of my own accord.

My phone didn't die on me even though it's been running on one bar of battery for almost three days.

I met actual strangers who are Whovians, and I met somebody else who's read the whole of The Silmarillion.

Lots of things made me laugh.

Conclusion:  it was quite a good day.