spring break
hours in the car: under five, including incredible trip to provincetown
movies watched: delicatessen, sleepaway camp, 28 weeks later, the virgin suicides, cq + about eight episodes of mscl
pizzas consumed: 4, one of them free
cups of coffee: about 8 or 9
cups of tea: dozens
books read: 0
meaningful conversations had: dozens
not meaningful conversations had: hundreds
sunsets witnessed: three to four
seashells collected: in the 30's, + three bonus seagull chases
for a more detailed account of spring break not in list form, see carolann's version
then i got sick. it went ok. i'm pretty much better now. here are the stats on that:
chapped lips
chapped nose (gross)
diminishing sore throat
little to no body aches (anymore)
no headache
trash can full of kleenexes (name brand, but still gross)
mildly sexy deep getting-over-cold voice, accompanied by not-so-sexy lingering congestion
i did get to talk to my dad. this happens more frequently than me getting sick, but as soon as i start getting sick it is GUARANTEED to happen. sometimes i think my dad thinks i am sick all the time. i guess maybe he does, because he is always telling me to drink lots of fluids and take vitamin c, even when i'm not sick. good lookin out, is what i call that. my dad is currently in maui, taking a month off of work to get in some windsurfing time by himself. i think this is so, so cool. he had accrued a bunch of vacation time, so he decided to go to MAUI to WINDSURF. it's something he likes to do and doesn't get to do often, so he's just doing it. how cool is that?! SO cool. maybe he will start a blog while he's there. i should tell him i think that's a good idea.
today was a strange day. some weird things happened. mostly weird, though, was that i was in kind of a crap, prickly mood. this is strange because i have been in a good, if mildly crazy when hungry, mood for maybe a month straight. i just couldn't shake it. it was a little bit of a rollercoaster.
down: kicking myself for not having already written a paper that is due tomorrow
up: getting an a- on a paper i had already written
down: lamenting not being able to take my assignment for tomorrow seriously because my professor is an extremely friendly and casual guy who trades animal videos on youtube with me. also he is canadian.
up: leigh showing me this. personal favorite: feb 21st. if our ears were in our armpits, we WOULD have to raise our arms in the air to hear other people!
down: forgetting to eat very much and resulting craziness
up: ladies at the dean's being ecstatic that i feel better
down: i don't know, anxiety
up/down: reconnecting with old friends/by playing too much scrabulous
i think i finally kicked it by deciding to walk home. it was a pretty beautiful day, and i missed most of it because i was in class/at the library/in front of a computer at the dean's so i figured i could spare the time to look around a little. there were ducks swimming in the pond and i saw this dog:
then i stopped at cvs for something necessary and splurged on new lip balm (it turns out "subtle shine" means "we just added sparkles to the formula we use for the dudes' version"), after which i treated myself to ice cream. it wasn't quite THAT nice a day, but as it turns out, everyone in brighton center likes a girl with an ice cream cone. we'll see though - i just used up my last of the good green tea (the kind with a little lemongrass and the tag that's supposed to say something inspiring but which, when read aloud, just sounds ridiculous), which may or may not constitute a crisis during which the crap/prickle creeps right back.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
my room is a kleenex graveyard
Labels:
cape cod,
dog booties,
kleenex,
oatmeal cookie ice cream,
prickle,
windsurfing dad
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