Spinning Around and Around

So there's this carrot salad... and I'm a little obsessed with it. We had it for the first time ever last year during Ramadan when Nidhal's cousin, Saber, visited us. It's just mashed boiled carrots mixed with garlic, spices, olive oil, and harissa and topped with sliced hard boiled eggs and olives, and it looks like a pile of orange mush. But it is so so so tasty.

Not having a job is nice. But being in Ann Arbor and not having a job has left me trapped in my apartment Trapped. As in I get up, watch TV, make use of the internet, make dinner, watch TV, and go to bed. And the TV really isn't that interesting to justify watching it so very much. Boredom. I want excitement... something interesting. BLAH!

Funny... The English patient looks strangely like Voldemort... I'm just waiting for him to jump out of bed and yell 'avada kedavra'.

Ugh. As it turns out, I have my work cut out for me. At EMU, that is. I checked the Rate My Professor website and two out of three of my professors got awful ratings. Apparently, one gives a crapload of work but is helpful and the other (who is the program coordinator) is very unclear and mean. Great. At least my linguistics professor is supposed to be nice.