I'm sitting in the living room "writing my papers" that are due tomorrow morning, as Cory is sitting in the spare bedroom/study room studying with a friend. Just a sheet of very thin drywall separates us, and I can pretty much hear every word they say to each other. And yes. I'm listening.
There are long stretches of silence (while they work out the problems, I presume), punctuated by bursts of conversation.
And by conversation, I mean, "Take the x and y, and then divide everything by 1.5. Then you solve for blah blah math blah maximum allowable pencil something." (Direct quote. I just typed it as they said it. Well, mostly.)
But sometimes, they really open up to each other. Share their feelings and stuff.
"Man, I always get so scared that my calculator is going to die in the middle of a test."
"Yea man. Me too."
"Dude, get one of these man. This is the best thing I've ever had in my life." (In reference to some kind of eraser pen that I can hear clicking as he extends it up and down.)
I just went in there an nonchalantly took this picture.
As I snapped it, Cory says, "You're not putting this on the internet, are you?"
Ummmm....why do you ask?
I should really get going on these papers now. But, if YOU had to write one on how third wave feminism is represented in the movie Legally Blonde, you'd be procrastinating too. Probably. And I haven't even picked out a topic for the second paper yet.
And, in the interest of full disclosure, yes I did just type "how to reference a film title" into Google. I get the underline/bold/italics rules mixed up sometimes. I'm pretty much the most awesome English major ever.