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I Can Cast A Spell

The other day, WeKache came over and we watched a movie together.

“But I hate watching movies on my tiny laptop screen!” said I.

“That’s okay,” said he, “because I have a ChromeCast, I can hook my phone up to your TV and transfer something on my Netflix app to your TV.”

MIND. BLOWN.

The ChromeCast might be the single best thing ever invented. No wires needed, just a wireless password and an outlet and you’re good to go. I ordered one off of Amazon for $30 and it came yesterday. Today, I set it up so that I could watch Jenna Marbles and Mental Floss on Youtube on my television instead of my tiny laptop while eating mac and cheese and folding my laundry on the living room floor.

TECHNOLOGY.

Also, hooray for my second six continent day of 2015! Argentina finally decided to show up to represent South America, not to count out my lovely visitors from North America (Canada, USA), Europe (Monaco [first timer, welcome!], Germany, Norway, France, and the UK), Asia (Turkey, which I’m counting as Asia because it goes both ways), Africa (South Africa and the Gambia) and Oceania (Australia).

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The Worst Best Day of the Week

That would be today. Thursday. My classes this semester are Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, and Friday, I have Shabbat, and on the weekends, I do weekend-type things like shopping and sometimes being social. So that leaves Thursday. Most people would enjoy the fact that they have one day a week with absolutely no regularly scheduled commitments, but I am not one of them. From Sunday to Wednesday, I pull out all the stops, reading like a fiend, writing responses, taking notes and taking names. By the time Wednesday night rolls around, I am exhausted but relieved that another academic week is done. I make a promise to myself that I’ll get a jump on next week’s reading this week by starting first thing Thursday morning…and then it doesn’t happen. What does happen?

  • Wake up.
  • Remember that there’s nothing in my plans today, so sleep a little more.
  • Get up, make a leisurely breakfast, and a hot or iced coffee drink.
  • Head to the couch to catch up with Mental Floss, Ellen DeGeneres, and Jenna Marbles.
  • Promise myself I won’t waste the day.
  • Proceed to read twelve BuzzFeeds, stalk some friends on Facebook, play a round of Word Strips, check my blog stats (welcome, Uganda!), do the New York Times crossword puzzle.
  • Promise myself that I’m done.
  • Remember that I never get to watch Survivor since I’m in class while it’s on, so catch up on that.
  • Convince myself that if I don’t leave the apartment now I won’t leave until dance class (By this time, we’re in the late afternoon).
  • Head out for “lunch” since I “just ate breakfast” (at 10 AM).
  • Do I have enough time to get to the gym? Maybe I’ll go.
  • How about the library? But I have too many books. Oh wait, I need to do some research for that paper. You know what, I should just write the paper. Let’s go home and think about that.
  • Dance class.
  • Get home, unwind after a busy day of nothing. Contemplate studying but usually opt for YouTube.
  • Look at the time, frantically make dinner, call parents, and think of a blog post.
  • Compose and post said blog, and promise self that it’s early bedtime tonight.
  • Proceed to stay up all night (well, 3 at the latest) doing – guess what? – nothing but the Internet, and usually end up feeling bad for myself.
  • Head to bed with a book, and read about five pages before telling myself that I need to get some sleep.

And that’s how I spend my Thursdays, including today. My sad life is sad. And even though I got nine hours of sleep last night, I’m still exhausted. Get it together, Jacob, because your palm is going to have a date with your face come Sunday night.