I just read a very sweet weblog entry that, while in some ways a little corny, seems very much like what I want love to be. Not heavy and dramatic, but light, sweet and so good it's silly.

I just said good bye to Scott, who's now off to Amsterdam, Luxembourg, France and Egypt for winter break. (I am very jealous of the Egypt, by the way.) I barely managed to get up and get dressed in time to see him off, but I did, and currently he's en route to O'Hare in a friend's car.

At the moment, I don't feel up to doing work on my two papers due tomorrow. Instead, I'm going to drop off my first paper, then get some lunch at Norris, and finally go to the library and see if that environment is more conducive to paper-writing.