Theodora Elucubrare

It snowed this morning. As I left The Medieval World, on the way to Russian, I realized that the rain wasn't just rain - there were some frozen drops mixed in. Now, I was greatly displeased by such an event, for it was already cold and nasty enough, and I don't approve of winter. Some of the people in my Russian class, being southern and unaccustomed to snow, were actually excited. They'll grow out of it. So, by the middle of Russian, the little frozen pellets had become beautiful swirling falls of snowflakes. And then, by the end of the class, it had stopped. But still, snow! In November! It's not supposed to do that until January.

In celebration of the upcoming accusative, a classmate and I made cookies for tomorrow's Russian class. Our excitement for actually being able to form interesting sentences overwhelmed us, and carried us into the kitchen. While we baked, we had a very awkward conversation in Russian - awkward, because our vocabulary is very limited.

And now I'm writing a paper on the First Crusade. Five pages, for Wednesday - I might have a thesis now, and my goal is two pages tonight.
ETA It may be 3:05, but I got my two goddamned pages done.