Ladybugs mean good luck.

There is currently a ladybug climbing all over the library study room key. It ventures to the wooden key ring and the key, but its favorite part is the metal ring between the two. It must have hopped on Blondie when we went walking in the woods just now. We needed a break from life and from people so we ventured to a park where there is a nicely cleared path through the woods. The only person to bother us was an entomology person with a net and a killing jar. Thankfully he was more interested in the bugs than us though.

This week has been long already and it is only Tuesday. Yesterday I was at school and work from 9a-9:30p. Today it's from 8a-10p. I'm very tired. By the time I get home and have my hour conversation with Taz, I'm already at a net loss of sleep and that is before I decide to get up early to finish some last minute reading (which absolutely never happens - EVER). I end up snoozing from 6:30-8 or so and then the last hour and a half of my already short night's sleep is interrupted every 8 minutes. I'm really not very smart.

Taz told me that he thought love was a conscious decision and not a feeling. He says that the thing most people think is love is really lust, and love is what remains after the lust is over. I guess that's a good sign. I actually liked his philosophy. I'm not comfortable with love being a feeling. Feelings aren't concrete at all and they can change in an instant. In my opinion love is more permanent than a feeling.

More later. It's time for class.