I am way too tired. So I’m going to go to bed and watch Pushing Daisies (ONE MORE DAY OMG!!!)
I have a test on Thursday. I’m not sure if I’m ready or not. I haven’t studied a lot, but I think I know everything. Ugh. Exhaustion does funny things to your mind.
I think I’ve picked an area to focus on in grad school (at least half of grad school). Because I figured that just general Anglo-Irish relations from 1169-whenever I finally get out of here was a little bit broad. So! Partition! SO MUCH FUN. I’m going to write a term paper on it for a class this semester, so we’ll see how that goes before I devote ten years and two hundred pages of my life to it.
Michael Collins was kind of cute.
Alan Rickman played Eamon de Valera, and because of that I could not stop smirking ALL THROUGH LECTURE this morning. It was inappropriate. But funny.
One of my classes tomorrow is cancelled because of Rosh Hashanah, and wow, I have never been so thankful for the Judaic peoples as I am right now.
There you go. Goodnight.