It's October!

Guten tag,

How is everyone? It's another bleary-eyed Monday heere at Fordham. Today I had an econ quiz, which was exhausting, and another thingy due for film class. Also my other professor just emailed and said our midterm got moved up to this Friday. So on top of 2 presentations and 2 papers left to do and writing for a bunch of class blogs, midterm season is off with a bang. In my head. I think by Friday afternoon I'm going to resemble a rubber Gumby doll or a broken Slinky or some other antiquated toy that can be easily overstretched. That is, a Gumby doll lying on the floor, nursing a pumpkin beer followed by a container of margaritas in a jar. (Sarah's been alcohol shopping at University Grocery lately, which has brought mostly unclassy results. The margarita bottle is labeled "malt liquor product." Oy).
However I did have a nice weekend in Jersey. There was abundant apple-picking and eating and canoodling, and the sex has improved as of late. Plus it was a thrill to see some changing leaves and other cheesy autumnal things that I love. OH AND I WENT TO CRACKER BARREL FOR THE FIRST TIME AND IT WAS DELICIOUS. Right now I can't think of anything significant to feel anxious about in the Chrisabel department, so I'll report back next week with something, I am sure. We're planning a Christmas party at his house (I think I told you guys about this anyway). I have no idea what people eat at real Christmas dinners besides my birthday cake. I like the idea that, years later, he's the one with the Let's Have A Fancy-Dress Christmas Party idea instead of me.

Hm, hm. What else have I done besides sleeping and boozing? School is shaping up to be difficult and stressful as ever. I made it through seven solid hours of sleep last night and woke up early for my 8:30, but being me I fucked it all up again by passing out for three hours after dinner this evening and forgetting to call my mom.
I walked across the Brooklyn Bridge from downtown and up to Union Square in 45 minutes after my lady-doctor appointment last Friday, so at least I haven't slowed my urban hiking pace. If I'm not dead on Friday I want to do some more Brooklynsploring. Also there was this severely schizophrenic dude from the Bronx on the 4 that day who was threatening to stab everyone on the train, then changed his mind and decided anyone who got off at the same stop as him was gonna get slashed. I took my headphones off for a minute and realized everyone in car seemed to be kind of tensed up, since we weren't anywhere near one of the conductors or anything. When he finally left (I thought the stop would never come) not a person moved. It was the first time I've ever been nervous on the subway. Mostly because schizophrenics are the one type of subway cray that actually act on their stupid shit. I think I might not be able to stand living in NY after college. And by that I mean I would consider living in Hoboken.
Also my roommates have been irritating me lately, but it's basically about stupid things that would seem ridiculous to call them out on. They chew loudly and laugh and they talk. I wouldn't notice, probably, but I'm tired as shit and they're in the way of my sitting silently in bed, brooding. I really want my single back. I like having occasional funny conversation, but I have no idea how or why girls outline their entire decision making process aloud (I know, I do it too XD) or need to ask for other people's approval about their outfits or when they should go to dinner. I'm that person in this room who just leaves without telling anyone where they're going and whom, most of the time, the other two don't know is actually there until they slam the bathroom door or something. In essence, I'm just going to spend more time in the library rather than worry about my nebbishy refusal to talk to perfectly nice people.
okay, I've been rambling for an hour. Must go werk. Or something.

Love you all,

Isabel