Boring

I had to say, I have some good friends. I spent some time and examined my life today and found that it's quite boring. So boring, so terribly boring. Boring enough to be boring to talk about. But, lucky you, here it is. I found that my weekly schedule is almost the same to within a five minute variance from week to week. Also the people I meet and talk with are a select and controlled group that only allows for less than 10 new people a week, and the same group of 12ish otherwise. I know I complained once college ended, but seriously this is just sad. Luckily, sometimes people surprise you, and as I said before, I have great friends. I posted something about my boringness and had three people respond who I have not heard from in months and in some cases years. It means a lot to know such people who after in some cases years of neglect of contact still care.

Also I got to sit next to a girl, ok so she is a friend but it was nice to chat for a bit as she spent the time she should have been working to stop by. It meant a lot and made me smile most of the day. Here, and I had thought I had lost her.

On to the medievalist in me, I found this by complete accident while researching other various medieval manuscripts. It's fascinating really, and I find it so ironic how I love language... and yet loath it so much at the same time...