Brain freeze, 9am, but math was over already, so that was alright. I went and got my plants today from the green house and will need to go and harvest my vegetables this Sunday (for freshness), but that took up parts of the morning, along with editing my final project of the apocalypse for oh, what must be either the fifth or the sixth time. (Have lost count, this is a separate editing after the one I completed last night...which version did I say that one was?)
Took a break and went to lunch with Annie (from my plant bio class), afterwards we biked over to the library (I need to return the books) and then wandered around in downtown Davis for a bit. This had this nice Christmas tree down on E street, on the townsquare across from Chipotle. They also wrapped red things around the white street-lamp-poles so we get the candycane effect. What was quote worthy was our discussion about Edgar Allan Poe, his works, but more specifically his poem "Bells." I was pointing out that that poem sounded improperly cheerful as compared to Mr. Poe's general works and Annie pointed out that "Bells" also had a melancholy undertone to it and we agreed that Mr. Poe wrote far too many things about women dying and I said this poem was happier because it didn't have a woman dying in it and she pointed out that at least, this poem doesn't DIRECTLY have a woman dying in it.
The quote went something along the lines of "Yeah, it's happier because there isn't a woman directly dying in it."
Both of us were exhausted (roommmate stayed up to work on stuff last night), so that might be why the conversation went that way. Besides the fact that I'm sort of strange, that is.
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