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Jan. 20th, 2005 08:37 amYesterday was productive on a small scale, but that is better than not productive at all. I accomplished getting maintenance to take our bad phone and give us a good one, writing down all due dates in my planner for the 4 out of 5 classes I have had so far, the buying of books on half.com, the befriending of a future penpal, eating at Panera, and the hardcore snackage of sourdough bread rounds and pesto.
In my senior seminar class, each student has to lead a class discussion about one of our novels or part of one. I signed up for a slot in April, presenting on the first 8 chapters of Oryx and Crake. <3 x so freakin' many. It makes me laugh that the three men in that class are beyond shy. Wells, John, and Glen are their names, and they all are softspoken and on the timid side. The women, not so much. We are loud, bawdy English majors who have lots to say.
I was looking at my user info, and I felt that it wasn't the most enticing bit of self-touting ever composed. I am so enamored with people who have handfuls of unlinked interests. I want to be fun and reject the lure of turning up in 140+ different interest searches. I want user info that actually says something about me. I love lists, but isn't a mini-manifesto more wild and lovely? Yes, my instincts tell me. Yes.
I am going to ask Jaime if she can cut my hair sometime. I felt so giddy after the last haircut, both because of the quality of the 'do and the symbolic bonding. I could barely breathe sitting in the chair in front of the sink. On the inside I was all gigglywigglyness and hugebigsmiles.
No one can outsleep my very own roommate. It used to scare me, because she sleeps with a pillow over her face. I was afraid she would sufficate, but she hasn't yet.
PS: Last chance for signing up for a Valentine! If you haven't done it, do it!
PPS: I promised a certain lovely lady that she could read my paper on Surfacing. I'm adding it under the cut. Be nice, if the rest of you bother to read it.
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In my senior seminar class, each student has to lead a class discussion about one of our novels or part of one. I signed up for a slot in April, presenting on the first 8 chapters of Oryx and Crake. <3 x so freakin' many. It makes me laugh that the three men in that class are beyond shy. Wells, John, and Glen are their names, and they all are softspoken and on the timid side. The women, not so much. We are loud, bawdy English majors who have lots to say.
I was looking at my user info, and I felt that it wasn't the most enticing bit of self-touting ever composed. I am so enamored with people who have handfuls of unlinked interests. I want to be fun and reject the lure of turning up in 140+ different interest searches. I want user info that actually says something about me. I love lists, but isn't a mini-manifesto more wild and lovely? Yes, my instincts tell me. Yes.
I am going to ask Jaime if she can cut my hair sometime. I felt so giddy after the last haircut, both because of the quality of the 'do and the symbolic bonding. I could barely breathe sitting in the chair in front of the sink. On the inside I was all gigglywigglyness and hugebigsmiles.
No one can outsleep my very own roommate. It used to scare me, because she sleeps with a pillow over her face. I was afraid she would sufficate, but she hasn't yet.
PS: Last chance for signing up for a Valentine! If you haven't done it, do it!
PPS: I promised a certain lovely lady that she could read my paper on Surfacing. I'm adding it under the cut. Be nice, if the rest of you bother to read it.
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