i've been awake since 7 but flatly refusing to get out of bed. feeling and thinking much too much and although i hardly slept this weekend it was disgustingly unproductive. there is so much to be done but there weren't buses this weekend, and although i would gladly have walked, it rained heavily the whole time, (alison milbank said that there is something apocalyptic about all this tornado and earthquake business around graduation) so i was cooped up at home most of the time reading. not that this is a bad thing, but i'd got through all my library books and couldn't go out to get more, and i meant to ration them better. i also wonder when they'd stop letting me take books out. possibly what i should do, is not to wait till graduation and have them say, you can't check this out, you've graduated now, but to take as many books as possible out *now*, enough to last through post-graduation week, and then all they'd be able to do is to nag me to *return* them. in any case the books i have already out seem to have june due dates, i imagine the ones i take out now will too.

i went to the farmers' market on saturday and got my poeny and it's blooming magnificently.ran into carol jackson at the market and said we'll have lunch together today although i really ought to get out of bed and call her. there is also much to say about friday's party and nohrnberg and still more on dan heins and miscellaneous things this weekend but i'm too tired to say just now. oh and i got the keys to jared's place. it wouldn't be bad to have a bunch of guys around - they can help me move my suitcases, aha!

the wind is roaring outside i wonder if we'll have something excitingly like a real tornado that would whisk the rotunda off.

yawning and incoherent.