Spring, Sweet Spring

Spring, as my choir song says, is the year's pleasant king. I'm psyched because it's nice out and I get to wear a skirt and paint my toenails. In fact, I am doing the former and have just finished doing the latter. Joy! Today's public affairs lecture (Keynesian economics and associated thought systems) was interesting, but the lecture theatre was devilishly hot. We had our break and I nearly didn't come back in. Katherine commented to Emily, "she's like our puppy. We could just open the doors, and let her run, and run, and run!" I laughed and continued running up and down the stairs. It's amazing how good a little sunshine feels. "It's been a long, cold, lonely winter. It feels like years since it's been clear."

This weekend was good. Friday night I went to Jacob's for Saint Patrick's Day festivities -- we sat and watched Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy with Steph. Steve and two of his friends were around for a short while, but had other parties to go to (or had to go home, I don't know) and left after a little while.