coexistapart's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- still functional Today was exceedingly productive, again. It's got me feeling cheerful, and optimistic, even in the face of my life colliding into a mess of splinters. I know that doesn't make too much sense--I say it mostly because it sounds the way I feel, subconsciously, if I allow myself to dwell. I refuse to believe that the past year has been a "mistake", because I don't feel that way, but with the potential for things to go the way they honestly might go, it could end up having been a collosal waste of time. I was watching television a little earlier, and there was nothing on. Makes me feel like one of those slow, dull, hot Saturdays in. I did some things that I needed to do (booked hair appointment, taxes, called professor who I decided I could burden) and then also managed to control a potentially disastrous situation with regards to my mail coming from Canada. A $135 favour from Amy, and a couple of photocopies and faxes later, and the issue is pretty much dead. I am thankful for the graces of modern technology when they help me out of a bind, but not when I am told that not having the "pin" for my giftcard means that I've thrown $50 down the tube. For some reason I'm actually kind of excited that this time next week I'll be in Boston--kind of. Am I excited because it's girls weekend or because it's a change of scenery, I don't know. I finally got more yarn for Juanita's baby blanket. Of course, the yarn I picked is handcombed in Turkey and practically backordered to 2012; I'm having to finish the whole thing off with red, which is a bit of a shocker against pale yellow and green, but it makes the whole thing look juvenile and clownish.... I can't decide if I love it or hate it. I half-jokingly corrected something Anna had on Facebook in French about the proper verb tense for 'desoler.' She replied back with this whole "but it is the preterite, thereby..." and I just kind of shrugged my shoulders and went you know what, whatever. You had ONE year at the Sorbonne, and think yourself all cultured; I have 16 years of French. I know when I see something that looks and sounds wrong. I was just trying to be nice, so just whatever. This part of Anna drives me nuts. She calls herself a gong show, and then does nothing to improve herself. I've got some new (old) CDs that have arrived on the cheap from eBay. I just need to see if Circus will arrive before I leave. Great egg salad today at lunch.... New thought is maybe a $10K loan for the summer, if necessary, to be worked off while applying myself to other things. 11:34 p.m. - 2009-03-06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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