The Weekly Report: February 18-25th

I've been off the blog for a bit, which just can't do. I've also wanted to get better at cataloging my life. Figured this would be as good a place as any to kill both birds with the same stone (morbid, I'm sorry). The Weekly Report, the stone in question: a weekly journal entry, of sorts, with highlights, thoughts, and recommendations. 

The Week of February 18th-25th 

I started the week (kind of, do *Mondays count?) bittersweetly, with what could be my final trip of the season to the slopes. The conditions were subpar at best, but the company of one and evening was phenomenal. We spent the drive up listening to The Cranberries and The Wailin' Jenny's (go and give The Glory and TWJ's cover of Petty's Wildflowers a listen, why don't you), talking about not wanting to be tied down, female folk singers, camping trips, and the heinousness of the unexcused absence system surrounded by a Banner Elk in full sunset attire. The beauty of that drive was topped only by the last sight of Beech Mtn. of the year (which never gets old). 

The drive back was also spent talking about camping trips (this time ones that had gone awry), encounters with ghosts, and Dunkin and Milligan Caf stops (for dinner and ice cream, respectfully). A lovely night, all things considered. 

Both of the noteworthy things that happened the following day took place in my 9-10:00 class, Dialogues and Dictionaries. I spent the majority of that window trying to buy pre-sale Vampire Weekend tickets to their show in Asheville in October (if you read this Magness boys, pay up). While I'm on the VW, I spent a couple days of this week learning the opening guitar riffs of Harmony Hall and Sunflower (Open Mic, when?). I was also given a book by Dr. Hoover, which I started reading as soon as class ended. Turns out, liking words gets you things. Hoover's Best Boys rise up!

The book in question

I started running again, kind of. If you count being strapped up in a diaper suspended off of the ground and running in place in a 20x10 foot room running, that is. That setup is great for music consumption and music consumption alone. Wish me luck. 

At some point (not sure what day) I took this awesome picture of the sky above Webb Hall.

Saturday was a joy. Woke up egregiously late (10:30am), watched a lot of footy (frig Arsenal), some college basketball (Justin Edwards breakout game!), threw together a project for a design class, watched two films with bombs in them (Bottoms and Oppenheimer. One was much better than the other), and then rounded the night out with a first: the Inaugural O'Kwenker Sleepover in Webb 313/314. Seven mattress, one room. 

This morning, I got the Wordle in three, spilled coffee in bed, broke my Bean Game streak of placing first or second in every game, and had a scare with missing key. 

Played Arran No Surprises on our walk up to the caf, and was told Radiohead has only made two good songs. British people are insufferable. I'll conclude this week's weekly report on that note.