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Now completely moved out of the Stratford, keys turned in, walkthrough done. Most of my stuff is in boxes at the new place in the garage, but we didn't get finished at my place until 1 in the morning last night (having started out at around 10 a.m.) and we were meeting up with Aaron's parents for the PSU Farmer's Market this morning at 9. Therefore, the unpacking process must wait until possibly Monday.
This period between terms is always so jarring. It's like jumping on a trampoline and then being stuck on pause mid-way in the air. Everything stops very suddenly. I've now got a week all to myself before I start summer classes.
Also, read Mansfield Park by Jane Austen and didn't care much for it. Aside from Austen's usual witty criticisms of the upper classes, there was not much entertainment. Plus, it ends with an incestual marriage where the heroine is pretty much treated like the faithful family dog to the very last page.
This period between terms is always so jarring. It's like jumping on a trampoline and then being stuck on pause mid-way in the air. Everything stops very suddenly. I've now got a week all to myself before I start summer classes.
Also, read Mansfield Park by Jane Austen and didn't care much for it. Aside from Austen's usual witty criticisms of the upper classes, there was not much entertainment. Plus, it ends with an incestual marriage where the heroine is pretty much treated like the faithful family dog to the very last page.
I totally want to read Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. Just 'cause the original book is the only Austen novel I can stand, and it would be that much more awesome if everyone turned into undead. (And if Charlotte Lucas secretly poisoned her pompous ass of a husband, but that probably doesn't happen even in the revisionist version.)