Relatively Original Miscellany

I'm wondering if this will work. But it's a pretty picture anyways.  
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This is a joyful noise for me. It seems that I have gone a month without visiting the salon. I know this because I no longer keep a checkbook, but use the debit card to make Bankety do it for me. Naturally, I keep all the receipts to make sure it goes down right on the spike, but I am impressed.

It is also just a little bit depressing, because I originally had time to go and get facials and manicures and highlights and pretty things like that. Now it appears that I no longer have that kind of time.

In the spirit of that, shall get back to writing papers. Have one week to finish a ten pager that I have barely done the research for. Have two days to finish a paper that has no limit and I have not read for. Have one due at noon that I have halfway done.
Funny how my life revolves around papers right now.
One week!
-- lilith
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I can always tell when I'm procrastinating for real. I start doing nutty things, like trying to find all the country music I can manage to find on iTunes.
And writing letters.
I keep telling myself that I study better with country music, but I'm not sure this is so. It's very comforting and reminds me of long quiet drives up the mountain that was a guaranteed half-hour of meditation time leaving the city behind. Funny how it is that I always imagine going -up-, but I never imagine coming down. I remember the days where it's lovely and I'm wandering down the mountain, watching the clouds against the blue sky retreating into the smog of the city and .. knowing it all so well.
I think I'm homesick for the mountains in summer. I am trying desperately to reconcile the chaos and isolation of finals with the chaos and isolation of winter break. It's much too long, and yet not long enough to really do anything.
And so I am going to go back to writing about the efforts of decolonization in Hong Kong and India. I first put Iraq in there, but then realized that what I was writing had nothing to do with Iraq.
In other news, M is back from Chile. I missed her. And so now I am thrilled, because she is back.
And I have thousands of things to do. Which is ok.

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As N is gone for all of Thanksgiving, having barely missed and then made his flight, I have declared this weekend a working vacation. (While I have work to do, I'm only going to take the work that I -have- to do seriously.)
Yesterday was Thanksgiving with family, where I indulged in the drama queen side and enjoyed it thoroughly. (Note to self -- tiara definitely needed at home. Shall drop hints to N. And by hints I mean actively putting this into words. *pause.)
And that was lovely.
I have now decided that baths surrounded by candles are lovely, and shall make every effort to make them nicer every single time. (Believer in HomeSpa right here.)
And Lover's Hot Chocolate is fabulous. Simply hot chocolate made how it should be made, by melting real chocolate into half and half. And then sipped while in bath.
So that has certainly made me happy.
The rest of today's activities may be added to this, depending on what they are and if they involve making me happy.

On another note, if you are ever unhappy with your filthy bigoted roommate, do not try to clean her refridgerator because you just can't take it anymore.
It will not make you more pleased with the infestation of trash that inhabits the other side of the room. *le sigh.*
I may be posting more frequently about less than thrilling things. Then again, that's what drama queens do. (Bombshells might be drama queens too. The terms might be interchangable.)
I will have crossed the line from drama queen to bombshell when I stop throwing verbal fits and progress to throwing drinks, fine china and crystal. It could happen sometime.

My new wake-up song? "Buon Giorno Principessa" by Alex Fox Trio. It might be better than "Butterfly's Day Out" by Yo-Yo Ma.

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Because I think it's easier this way.
An MP3 player, of some sort. iPods are silly and overpriced. But funny things, anyways.
Leatherman, small type, are also awesome.
Anything from BasBlue.
Any DVD that anyone thinks I might need.
Any sort of writing implementation anyone thinks I might adore.
Socks. XD It's silly, I know, but I can never have enough, and the college washers keep eating them. And what the washer taketh away, sometimes you find something else in its place. Like.. blue markers that leak all over clothing.


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I walked a labyrinth today, for the first time in my life. For some people, it is a spiritual journey, and I found that something was disquieted, and what it was. It was a decision that I had already come to, and now.. it's time for acceptance.
I'm definitely not doing crew in the spring. Even when I'm good at it, and there are some days, I'm still not fully happy with it. And the parts that I'm not fully happy with involve the crew parts of it, but I love the "cultlike" atmosphere with the team. However, I can still have that without the awful parts of it.
And so. There will be other things. And I should find them before they find me. Because crew found me. Which is good. And bad.
I think I learned a lot. 3 more days of practice, and then I can be completely open and then tell coach that this is not what I need to do right now.
And a labyrinth is a great idea. Sr. Loretta is.. wow. When I am old, I want the serenity of a nun.
So reverent and beautiful.

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I think I would possibly get a hell of a lot more done if this beautiful medium did not exist.
All of it. Blogger, eBay, Google, NYTimes, Salon, etc.
Productivity would actually rise because of it. (I think there may have been an article in the Onion [online, of course, where else do I actually read things that have some significance on my life] about how office productivity rises 62 percent when internet access fails. Because you can't go read Fark.com.)
But without the internet, I would have been unable to jumpstart a friend's car this morning.
Or at least know when the gentlemen who were "helping" us were utterly wrong. Men. Headshake.

In other recent news, we won our first headrace of the year, and I got thrown in the Willamette. Lovely much.

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