I am still writing my surrealism paper, and all I want to do is design Christmas (and Hannukah and Kwanzaa) cards with narwhals on them. Parce que j'aime bien les narvals.

That is all.

PS - I am ridiculously tired for no apparent reason. Well, right now I have a reason since it's two in the morning, but I've been tired for no reason all week and it sucks. Because literally if I stop doing whatever I'm doing, I WILL FALL ASLEEP. Like really. Today, while reading surrealism, I was leaning on my elbow with my chin in my hand, and I swear I fell asleep (like actually sleeping, not just lazing around with my eyes closed) for a good fifteen minutes. Then I woke up, and now my neck hurts.

BUT I have cornichons, so that's okay.

Also, my French lesson for the day:

Me: Valerie, do you know what a narwhal is?
Valerie: Uh, NO.
Me: You know, it lives in the sea?
Valerie: A whale? A fish? A seal?
Me: No, it has a hard thing on its head--
Valerie: A...clam? A lobster?
Me: NO! It's like if a whale and a unicorn had a baby.
Valerie: ...
Me: NARWHAL? NARWHAL NARWHAL NARWHAL! You know?
Valerie: ...uh, no.