Shorts Day

Today wasn't remarkably warm or anything, but when I got out of bed and saw a hint of sunlight, I decided that day would be Shorts Day. For two reasons. One, it would be a shame to pack two pairs of nice shorts and not wear either of them once while here. Secondly, proclaiming a day Shorts Day has the opposite effect as Oh Shit I Overslept Day, where your day is basically screwed before it even starts. When you have the audacity to bear flesh and point and laugh at the gods of Irish weather, it just adds an extra step to your day. As expected, it was a great day. Grades were posted for my Romanticism essay, and I did extremely well (first grade I've seen this semester!). Then after a little class, we had our improv show in front of maybe 30 people in the lounge, and it seemed to go over quite well; either way, I had a fantastic time. Then tonight, Sinéad and I got a lot done in the edit suite for our documentary. Hopefully this karma carries over for my Irish culture final tomorrow.