Why so Cold?

Part of the reason I started this blog was to journal my life experiences for the people in my life that mean the most to me while I am living far away from them.

The other is that I wanted to have somewhat of a journal that I could look back on after this part of my life is over (and I'm hopefully a little less poor), and remember all the stuff I did...and I can't think of a better way to introduce the subject of this blog.
Because what's the point of blogging your poor grad school stipend life, if you don't include the funny stuff that it forces you to do?

And with that I present to you, a picture of how I study:

textbook in lap, pen in hand, sticky notes, and two pairs of socks.

Here is a better, more important picture. I have to study sitting on the edge of my bed, with my double-socked feet on the air vent so they don't turn into foot-sickles. The air vent is the place where luke-warm air is pumped into my room a grand total of what seems like three times a day for about 5 seconds.
Why is it so cold you ask?
Well, because I have two very large windows in my room...and no matter how diligent I am about keeping the blinds closed and checking to make sure THEY REALLY ARE SHUT. ALL THE WAY...it is still

          extremely

                   cold. (and drafty)

I had a dream the other night that I was swimming in the Atlantic ocean.

At times like these however, I remember a little piece of Eric-wisdom, and that's not to let yourself get too comfortable. If you live in conditions that are too comfortable, you can't adapt anywhere else. It's easy to fall asleep in a loud place if the place you sleep is loud, it's easy to fall asleep on lumpy bed when you're used to an air mattress, and it's easy to block out the world and rest if the world is always in your face.

And after all this whining, I should say that I'm very grateful to have the 5 seconds of luke-warm heat, a nice blanket, and million pairs of layer-able socks, even if it means forgoing a desk for now.