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Went to the museum today with sis to get my archaeology assignment done. Rushed it so I'd get to school in time to finish my pottery assignment. Got to school and discovered, along with two fellow students and the teacher, that school was closed today for Lincoln's birthday. Even the teacher didn't know that. I think the two students and I should've gotten extra credit for showing up, seeing as the teacher was just as ignorant.

Borrowed some clay from a nice girl named Marina and finished my exceedingly ugly coil pot. It looks like something a four-year-old would make. But I do like playing with the clay. It feels so nice.

Throat and cough getting better. I think going outside helped.

I like how all three of my classes are related to another in some way. We're doing the human evolution thing in archaeology, and, coincidentally, two the readings about this history of science for my research design class have been about archaeology and evolution. Furthermore, you know there's gonna be pottery talk in archaeology, and we got a little bit about the history of ceramics during the first few classes. Total interdisciplinary fun goin' on.

Last night I dreamed that my family moved to a new apartment building which was situated above a library on the Yale campus. Somehow, Yale had been magically transported to the Upper East Side of New York. I was upset because even though our apartment was above the library, I wasn't allowed into the library without a Yale student i.d., and I had to pass the Yale students every day on my way to my own school. In the dream this was very humiliating.

I obviously have some residual inferiority issues to work out. Also, I should get an updated sticker for my school i.d. so I can use the school library without trouble.

Last night, Kirsten and I watched Labyrinth. I knew that Brian Froud was involved in the design, but how did it escape my notice all these years that Terry Jones wrote the screenplay?

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