Not so great things first: cystitis sucks. I got some pretty hard antibiotics to take until Wednesday and then it should be over. Girls, when in doubt, put on more clothes on your bottoms!
Then:
Isn't the weather a real beauty these days? It's wintery cold, but the sky is all clear and I love that. Like everybody, I spend most of my days inside, but ahhh, what a sight in the morning, at lunch, and in the early afternoon.
Furthermore, I picked up my stand-in flatmates at the post office today:
Aren't they adorable? Until I decide it's time to get some real little gnawers, these two will wait for me when I come home in the evenings.
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Finally, the first week of semester was very eventful and made me feel like Merlin pretty much every night:

My classes are great, though, or sound like it anyway. However, I'm not sure if taking the class on cultural pessimism was a such a good decision, because the professor in charge is verrrrrry intimidating. But, I figure, if there's a place to face or even - gasp! - overcome my anxiety of presentations, it's in his classes. He's very demanding and everybody else acts very intelligently in response, throwing around multi-syllabled words like rice at a wedding. I can't do that. My brain can grasp complicated concepts fairly well, but it simply refuses to express them in a complicated manner; I guess I sound too human when I talk academic. So, if I get out of this class alive, I'll make it anywhere.
Now, you have to excuse me, because I have a love interest to save who managed to get himself kidnapped by the evil overlord himself. Boys...