Curled up napping over home plate
Song of the Hour: Biomusicology by Ted Leo & the Pharmacists
I didn’t want to post anything really until I had slept and was in a fantastic mood. It’s thursday now, I’ve finally slept, but I made the mistake of a) getting a migraine and b) watching this photo-essay on the kids of Chernobyl - which all around kind of shot the perky mood. If you’re strong hearted, check our the essay- the pictures are amazing. If you’re faint hearted, well, you decide.
Anyway, I finished my final project video & portfolio at 7:30 tuesday morning (due at 8). My last all-nighter for, dear god, at least 3 months. That’s the only class I haven’t gotten my final grade for, but I’m optimistic and suspect a total 3.75 overall for the semester, which will bring up the year to a 3.5 (stupid biology class). Are these numbers important? No, not at all. But I think of them constantly, worrying and fretting like a parent over a child with a delicate constitution. So, might as well share.
I’m not sure how I feel about my video. I think I hate it. It’s choppy, and horribly edited because I don’t know how to work the program very well. And if you’re not up on beatniks, it really isn’t very interesting. But I’ll let you see it nonetheless, because I love you and know you will judge fairly. Please remember, it was after dawn when I called it done and just couldn’t care anymore. And I really, really wish I had been able to download Moby Dick, but I couldn’t. Enough apologies.
Now, I’m staring down summer with a quiet sigh. My boss is really sick, so I expect to be working like 12 hour days for the next week or two. I also have an enormous amount of house cleaning to do, and I vaguely remember a child I should check on. It’s going to be good. I also have a number of birthday books I can’t wait to settle into (I’m halfway through Stephen King’s "The Gunslinger" and while I’m not ordinarily a King fan, the delicate mix of a "Carnivale" , "Firefly" and interesting allusions to "Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came" makes it incredibly absorbing). I’m so excited about being able to sit and down and read whatever I want I could shout or scream or dance or something. It’s good. I’m still a little in shock- antsy with lack of deadline worry- but Uhaul in summer will undoubtedly beat it out of me. We’re understaffed. I don’t want to think about that. Maybe I can just close my eyes run in circles and hope I can keep it up til September when things settle down again.
Otherwise, I have friends I need to call. Everyone who got a "can’t talk- studying" answer in the last 9 months when asked to visit, watch your phones. They’ll be ringing shortly.
Since I still have a couple hours to myself, I think I’ll get back to my Gunslinger.
love to all.
