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I detest the frequency with which I make these announcements
So my dad had a heart attack. A mild one, and his life isn't in danger-- he didn't even realize it was happening. He went to the hospital on Saturday because he was getting the typical signs that he had another infection (hacking cough, fever, poor sleep, etc.) and after the blood work came back, they were all "Well, you do have pleurisy or some ( Read more... ) -
Flotsam and Jetsam
They're doing the floor in my basement on Friday (the next step in making it inhabitable again post-Great-Flood), and so I had to consolidate the stuff I had left in the basement so there would be room to move the rest of the furniture in and out as necessary. Going through boxes is hitting me like a fist in the gut, which I didn't expect but which ( Read more... ) -
And Now...
basic personality;
→ if you were to describe yourself with one word, what would it be?
Oh for God's sake. Part of the wonder and richness of language is that I don't have to describe myself--or anything else-- with one word. If you can do it, you're probably a pretty uninteresting person. But for the sake of playing along, how about quirky? Or ( Read more... ) -
Because I Like Them:
My two favorite texts from this year's CMS repertoire.
My Spirit Sang All Day
My spirit sang all day
O my joy.
Nothing my tongue could say,
Only My joy!
My heart an echo caught
O my joy
And spake, Tell me thy thought,
Hide not thy joy.
My eyes gan peer around,
O my joy
What beauty hast thou found?
Shew us thy joy.
My jealous ears grew whist;
O my joy
Music from ( Read more... ) -
I Can't Believe It's Already Time for This Thing
1. What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before?:
Received a degree, wrote an independent study, took the GRE, paid a student loan bill, was a bridesmaid, was depressed for a long period of time.
2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
These were my New Year's resolutions last year:
1. Graduate with ( Read more... ) -
Corn on the Macabre (see what I did there?)
Bad day, sad day. Latest installment in the Chronicle of Shit Diabetes will Do To You: My father has lost feeling in his fingers. Toilet paper now needs to hang from the inside of the roll downward, rather than from the top over, so he can unroll it and find the edge. The things you never knew could be a problem. He needs help with buttons. He can ( Read more... ) -
You CAN go home again, but it kind of sucks.
My sister moved out to Peoria a week or so ago, and since my brother's peeling sports-hero wallpaper and shoebox-sized closet was beginning to grate on me, tonight I moved back into the bedroom my sister had vacated, the one I slept in as a child. The feeling is rather bizarre, especially because when I made up the bed the sheets I found were my ( Read more... ) -
Here We Go Again!
Life is funny sometimes.
Most of yesterday was excellent, but grueling. I took the GRE, and for the occasion wore my lucky underpants with stars on them. (I'm sure you all needed to know that.) I think they helped, because despite getting there just in the nick of time, going through security that trumps any airport check-in I have ever seen (I had ( Read more... ) -
Back in the Saddle Again.
I am in the midst of preparing for the GRE on Monday, and realized that, despite my efforts, my previous study patterns still hold true: I am so easily distracted that I cannot study in my own room, or even at my own house. So, in keeping with my general habits, I hied me hence to the local fair trade coffeehouse, where I proceeded to spend three ( Read more... )
