Consider this a stream of consciousness series of sticky notes and marginalia that have been running around my day planner, calendar, fridge, and notebooks this week.
Tuesday is going to be happy day - my 4 disc set of Avengers will be waiting for me when I get home from class. I haven't got a Blu-ray player to watch all the extras, but I'm banking on the internet being flooded with them within 24 hours anyway.
Also Tuesday, NCIS premier! Save the Ducky and the Hippo!
I feel destroyed. I spent Saturday morning hiking, Saturday afternoon playing tennis, and Saturday evening ice skating. There is an enormous bruise on my knee, which is all the closer I got to learning to skate backwards.
I really don't want to do my homework. Mostly, I think it's nerves because I have a test tomorrow, and I've not had to take a test in several years. I always wrote papers. I'm not sure I can memorize a series of slides and affix proper names and dates to them.
It's really true - it is harder to learn the older you get.
I am missing from this equation. I have found myself in every other cranny of life, doing every other thing than what I am supposed to be doing. Is this a sign I'm in the wrong place, poor adjustment skills, exhaustion, or something else?
I need a lamp in my living room. It's very dark in here.
There was a knock at the door last night. Roommate's gut reaction was to grab the frying pan - which she did. "Frying pans - who knew?"
My sister is having a baby. She is at the hospital. Right now. I wish I was there. I wish I was rich and could get on the next flight to Salt Lake and surprise her. I feel guilty. I miss her like crazy.
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