Red Shirt Guy Strikes again

Hello friends,
I'm up later on a Wednesday night than I should be, but I'm feeling some after-dark inspiration! I should get up tomorrow morning at 5:30 to fit my yoga practice in before class, but I'm having a hard time feeling good about that right now. I lost some of the intensity in my practice last week and this week. I know there are ebbs and flows to the practice and my energy level, etc, and I'm trying to be ok with that. But I don't want to get so ok with it that I just get really lazy. At the same time there are a lot of new things coming at me still, and the daily practice is also relatively new, so I've got to give myself adjustment time.
Speaking of adjustment time, I need to give it to myself in general. For some reason, I tend to assume transitions will be totally uneventful for me. I have this idea that they should be easy. When they're not (and they rarely are) I get annoyed and impatient. The truth is I've been through a lot of big changes in the last year, and a lot of physical and mental transitions in the last 4 months. I haven't been giving myself the space to feel lonely and out of place--I get impatient with feeling that way and I resent it, especially when I know I've got plenty of awesome people in my life around the world, and concentrated in the Cities. I've been resenting starting all over again.
But, things are going pretty well for me right now in this exact moment. I feel like I'm meeting more people, I'm really enjoying school--in all I'm feeling fairly balanced.
Enough about me, the only reason you're all still reading is because you want to know what red shirt guy did this time!
He sits in the front row in contracts (and plays solitaire for a lot of class...) in the middle of the foreign LLM students. On Monday during class, he accidentally spilled half his water bottle on the Swedish girl who sits next to him (and on all her stuff). She's staring in shock at her soaking notebook and books, he looks at her, shrugs and says "sorry" and goes back to typing. She starts sopping up the table in front of her with a tissue and then laying all her wet materials in a row on the carpet behind her. Red shirt guy never offers to get her paper towels, or help her in any way.
I think this incident is a window into red shirt guy's psyche. Some suggest he was home schooled and socially inept as a result. Others think it's part of his strategy to take out his competitors in the class. Someone else suggested that the front row represents Europe (because of all the exchange students), and then said "I think we all know who Germany is..." Hilarious. I thought it would've been funnier if he had spilled on the Polish girl and then it would be like the invasion of Poland....no one laughed (well, I laughed, but I don't think that counts).
Now it's actually time for bed.
Peace,
Lauren