yes, literally. i’m getting off the ground, in several senses of the phrase. firstly, i had my first of what will probably be many falls out of my abnormally high bed this evening. limit of coordination as tiredness tends to infinity equals zero. so i got off the ground and hauled myself back onto the bed as my roommate chuckled. then, i played serious basketball for the first time in over two years this evening. after peter headed back to el segundo, i asked my suitemates if they wanted to head over to the gym and shoot some hoops. unsurprisingly, they looked at me like i’d fallen off of another planet. so i changed into my gym things anyway and called charlie to see if he wanted to shoot hoops. his rationale was that, even though he has to get up at 6 tomorrow morning because of the marching band, it doesn’t actually matter what time he goes to sleep because he’ll be tired anyway. so we met at the lyon center and just threw a ball back and forth for a while, shooting, and, in charlie’s case, dunking. but i am short, and i am out of shape. then eight guys (sophomores? juniors? not freshmen, methinks…) asked us if we wanted to make it five on five. so we agreed, and played a downright manic game. i knew that, as the girl, i wasn’t going to get the ball much, but i think i played some pretty good defense. i could hear coach t yelling in the back of my head: “arms up! arms up on d!” but it was pretty awesome. charlie was worried that i hadn’t had a good time. the thing is, it’s so much easier to just go and play sports with a bunch of guys whose names i don’t even know than to try to make small talk with girls with whom i’m unsure if i have anything in common. and i enjoy sports. i definitely have no athletic capacity, but there’s a winning combination of adrenaline and endorphins that has put me in a pretty chipper mood, for being exhausted in the middle of the night.

now i’m starting to realize how tired i am. calc lecture this morning, followed by a trip out to el segundo, meeting all the people about whom i’ve heard so much from peter. his job is pretty possum. i’m looking forward to doing a little bit of work for them, in my own limited capacity. peter then saw me back to campus (yay!) and we got dinner at the dining hall. this school is really growing on me. or maybe it’s just the endorphins qui me font voir tout en rose. i hope he made it back okay; he didn’t text back. but i texted pretty late so he’d probably had more sense than me and gone to bed already.

i’m burning out. i think i need to sleep (yes, need to sleep. you never thought it would happen, did you?).