Going maaaaad

Friday. Woke up at 9:15, got ready, and walked to the center for Lope tutoria at 10. We talked about "Castigo sin venganza" which was very helpful. We ended up going until 11:30 which was nice. But I was so exhausted for some reason. It's weird, all week I had gotten at least 7 hours of sleep a night, and yet I was overly exhausted everyday. After tutoria I walked to Libreria Beta to buy another Lope play, but they didn't have any of the ones that I had to read for the exam. So I went to Giraldillo, the University bookstore, where I stood in line for awhile (since the credit card machine was malfunctioning) to purchase "El perro del hortelano" and a new hilighter (I killed my last one studying for 4 days straight). Then I went to Starbucks next to the University, bought myself a much-needed iced latte, and sat outside in the hot, hot sun (but I've lost my tan, so I needed to make a sacrifice) and read part of the intro of the play. Then I walked home for lunch where I had a heaping plateful of paella. It was actually the best paella Maruja's made so far, because not only did it have shrimp and squid in it, but also actual fish (maybe cod?) crumbled in it, giving it a much easier flavor. For dessert we had watermelon, which makes me happy everytime we have it. After lunch I went to Starbucks in los Remedios (I feel like I live there now) where I studied Historia del Arte and read Lope. Then I went home for dinner at 8:15 so that I could shower before dinner because I had allowed myself one night to go out for the week, and Friday was it. Melissa and I were going to be the only ones going out, but that seems to have been the case lately. So I came home, showered, then had dinner at 9:30: plain omelette, and that really good potato/onion/zucchini mixture thing she makes. Then she gave me leftover paella! Oy vey, I was stuffed. Then we had ice cream for dessert, which was weird since we almost never have sweets for dessert, especially ice cream. This ice cream was unique: it came in a log sort of thing, but it was all fancy with ribbon designs in it, and hard Dove Bar-like chocolate within the layers. Interesting. So Maruja cut us slices of ice cream. Interesting. After dinner I went to my room and putzed around online awaiting Melissa's call/text giving the plans for the night. Stacey had gone to Nervion to the Sala de estudios in the business school for the night, so I hadn't seen her all day. By 11 I still hadn't heard from Melissa, so I texted her, and she told me that she was too hungover to go out. OK. So I thought that perhaps I'd just study more, or watch the rest of Cinderella Man. But somehow I got sucked into my computer. Mostly because I was talking to EVAN GREENHILL online. (You happy, Evan? You got your shout-out.). I was also talking to some other people on AIM, listening to music, facebooking, basically just being a complete waste of space, not really keeping track of time. I was snapped out of my computer stupor at 3:30am upon Stacey's return from the Sala de estudios. Holy crap. When she came home I felt like I had gone crazy. Mad. I couldn't form complete sentences with her because I was so dazed and hadn't used any form of speech since dinner, and that doesn't even really count. I had been completely sedentary in front of the computer for four and a half hours, only getting up to use the bathroom sporadically. Can you believe that? I felt like a madwoman. Stacey's return really snapped me out of it and I immediately turned the computer OFF. Then went to bed. Oy vey, what is my deal??