duck-shaped pain

I'm still in school. Finals week is this week, and I'm right in the middle of all that I need to do to wrap up the semester. I just got back my biggest paper of the semester, a historical evaluation of organic-food regulations in the United States, and I got an A on it, surprisingly. Surprising, because I knew there were many things wrong with it, and my instructor pointed out many of the same things wrong with it, and yet: an A. Things are generally going well: the sun is shining, I still have a job, I'm going on vacation in about a month, and I am feeling generally unstressed about my grades to come.

Am possibly thinking about giving up meat again. Reworking the vegetarian paper for the conference I went to last month (where it won first place) always makes me think hard about what I'm eating. At the least, I might try to cut back on the cow.

Recent acquisitions: Confield, Autechre. A book of essays by Georges Perec. Five pairs of near-identical linen pants.

The summer beckons. I shall spend it working (alone in a cold room, nothing to do), reading (large backlog), studying (independent-study Spanish class), writing (hopefully), and traveling (as much as humanly possible). I feel oddly optimistic about this summer, which is unexpected.

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