"Some bears build nests in trees for sunbathing and resting."

Today on my way to La Cabana where a to-go veggie burrito smothered in something similar to but not exactly cheese was waiting for me to pick up, another student who I don't know mistook me for her French professor. "Sorry - you have the same haircut," she said by way of explanation. This is momentous. First, this provides evidence for my theory of the semester that nobody knows who I am, and now they are confusing me with non-students. Secondly, and more importantly, I can pass for a middle-aged female French professor, which can only mean one thing: I am incredibly sophisticated, yes? 

Well, this incredibly sophisticated French-professor-imposter is sitting at home (still the same home, 1001 4th Avenue, although our brilliant and thoughtful landlord replaced the brass letters on the front door with a "1011") sitting on the couch surveying the remains of a pleasantly mediocre burrito. It's been a long week, and I think it's time for a bath and bed. But first let me list the highs and lows of this week.

High: the weather was gorgeous and sunny and the leaves are beginning to turn. 

Low: I accidentally slept through 30 mins. of my soc. theory class because I was having a dream where I was competing with the alarm clock for who could be the most patient... I won... 

High: I ate a whole cherry pie and watched El Topo, the extremely weird surrealist cult-western movie by Alejandro Jodorowsky.

Low:  I ate a whole cherry pie and watched El Topo, the extremely weird surrealist cult-western movie by Alejandro Jodorowsky.

High: I heard back from two Stockholm University professors about advising my potential Fulbright year. 

Low: Professor number 1 wrote: "but I must inform you, I am very old and tired."

High: I went apple picking and bought a bunch of squash and pumpkins.

Low: the next two weeks are going to be completely crazy and work-filled because I spent the weekend apple-picking and singing Glee karaoke instead of writing abstracts and outlining drafts. 

High: it is Saturday night, and I am going to bed early! and tomorrow I won't be tired and I will do all my homework and go to panflute ensemble rehearsal and everything will be great!