I didn't have to work today. I was supposed to be able to sleep in. Instead my day began at 5:15 am. And I had all these plans, but instead I cleaned house and haven't been able to go anywhere. (The reasons, I'm sure you'll understand, are many and not particularly something I want to get into right now; not here, at any rate.)
Seriously. What is this fuckery. I can't even.
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Thursday, January 6, 2011
Monday, April 13, 2009
Laura decided that yesterday was my grandpa's Best Day Ever. He went out to my Uncle Paul's for Easter lunch and had ham. He came out to our house for Easter dinner and had turkey. The Royals won, and he got to watch The Masters. He had four different desserts. Really, if he'd only won the lottery, too, it would have been the Best Day Ever For Anyone, I think.
I always find big holiday meals to be anticlimactic. You prepare and cook for hours and hours, often starting a day or two before, and it takes, like, less than an hour to eat, tops. Then you spend more time doing dishes than it took you to sit down and eat. Then you don't feel good, and dessert always comes too soon. It was kind of a blah day, especially since it was around 40 and drizzling ice-cold rain the entire time; let me tell you, I am so COMPLETELY DONE, I don't even know what to say. It's cold and wet again today, I can't tell if I'm just stuffed up or if I'm developing another cold, and I slept poorly last night and now feel very spacey and tired. At least I'm only working a half day.
I always find big holiday meals to be anticlimactic. You prepare and cook for hours and hours, often starting a day or two before, and it takes, like, less than an hour to eat, tops. Then you spend more time doing dishes than it took you to sit down and eat. Then you don't feel good, and dessert always comes too soon. It was kind of a blah day, especially since it was around 40 and drizzling ice-cold rain the entire time; let me tell you, I am so COMPLETELY DONE, I don't even know what to say. It's cold and wet again today, I can't tell if I'm just stuffed up or if I'm developing another cold, and I slept poorly last night and now feel very spacey and tired. At least I'm only working a half day.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Wow, January went by FAST. One twelfth of 2007 is already gone! I am already a month closer to death! (Maybe that one goes too far.)
I have to take one more random non-film elective, so I'm taking History of Greece, and boy oh boy, am I not enjoying it. There were no prerequisites listed for this course, but the professor is teaching with a lot of assumed knowledge, plus skipping over stuff that was explained in the reading. Like, hello, I DO NOT DO THE READING BEFORE THE LECTURE, BECAUSE I AM NORMAL. I'm annoyed at this stupid undergrad class, and that I have to actually do any work for it (something not true for my previous two random non-film electives), especially when I'm not overburdened with time these days.
Me and UT Laura and Screenwriting Guy went to lunch today, at just a regular pizza joint next to campus, and I kid you not, we waited an hour for our food. AN HOUR. I even went up and was like, "Oh hey, are you assembling the food atom by atom with cosmic tweezers or something?" One wildly hopes for the food to be taken off one's check at this point (which didn't happen), but rightly assumes that one will get an apology (which also didn't happen). So, laters, pizza joint, in the future I will go to places that don't make me forget what the hell I even ordered before they bring it out.
But then we were talking and I was like, I kind of like complaining about things, and it's always better when I have legitimate things to complain about. You know.
I have to take one more random non-film elective, so I'm taking History of Greece, and boy oh boy, am I not enjoying it. There were no prerequisites listed for this course, but the professor is teaching with a lot of assumed knowledge, plus skipping over stuff that was explained in the reading. Like, hello, I DO NOT DO THE READING BEFORE THE LECTURE, BECAUSE I AM NORMAL. I'm annoyed at this stupid undergrad class, and that I have to actually do any work for it (something not true for my previous two random non-film electives), especially when I'm not overburdened with time these days.
Me and UT Laura and Screenwriting Guy went to lunch today, at just a regular pizza joint next to campus, and I kid you not, we waited an hour for our food. AN HOUR. I even went up and was like, "Oh hey, are you assembling the food atom by atom with cosmic tweezers or something?" One wildly hopes for the food to be taken off one's check at this point (which didn't happen), but rightly assumes that one will get an apology (which also didn't happen). So, laters, pizza joint, in the future I will go to places that don't make me forget what the hell I even ordered before they bring it out.
But then we were talking and I was like, I kind of like complaining about things, and it's always better when I have legitimate things to complain about. You know.