Today's been a tough day. Tuesdays generally are, especially because they're like my Mondays, but today is worse. I had to write a paper last night (I've had to write one every week the past few weeks, and still have two more to go, for my theological anthropology class - we had to choose six different weeks to write papers, out of 11 possible class topics, and while I didn't quite leave them all to the last possible six weeks, I did leave most of them - in my defense, three of the first weeks options were weekends that I was attending weddings and such), so I was up late doing that, and then Tuesdays are just long. Class from 9:30-11:30, Mass for most of the noon hour (I have to show up a little early since I'm in the choir), today between class and Mass I read some for this paper I have to write tonight, then after Mass I had to eat lunch fairly quickly then go get in our usual 15 minutes of choir practice, squeezed in between lunch and everyone's 1:30 class time, then my class went until 3:30 and the prof for that class tends to keep us over. Today was no exception. I was just so worn down by the end. And I still have to finish up some reading for this paper that's due tomorrow, and I still have to write it. Sigh. And the really tough part about Tuesdays is that they're both my least favorite classes, I think. Especially the second one. It might be partially because by that point in the day my patience is worn down, and I can barely focus anymore, and the prof's lecture style doesn't tend to work well with me.
And I have a headache. Probably a combination of dehydration and sleep deprivation. Both of which are my own fault.
On the bright side, I did have a nice little reminder of the random kindness of people sometimes. I had gone to the Shrine's cafeteria to get a tuna sandwich for lunch, and I also filled up my travel mug with coffee. When I got to the register, the guy ringing me up didn't put in the coffee so I pointed it out to him, and he said "Don't worry about it" or something like that, and didn't charge me. Pretty much made my day, right there. One good thing about my time here in DC has been that God's shown me that people really can be kind in general, and do things for other people without expecting something in return. It's been such a great example seeing people willing to help others (including myself, many times) just because it's the nice thing to do. Happily, and joyfully.
It's all good, though. I have my cup of tea (I've been woefully neglecting my tea in the past week, what with the reintroduction of coffee into my daily routine), and at least I don't have to be anywhere until 1:30 tomorrow in case I'm up late again finishing this paper, and then tomorrow night I'll be able to relax since I'll have finished the readings for Thursday's class tonight (that's what the paper is for - we have to email them to him by 11:30am the day before class). And then before I know it the week will be over, and I'll be that much closer to going home for Thanksgiving! Yay. (And in between then and now, I'll start working at my - ! - new job. Yippeeeee.) (Barring no unforeseen complications, anyway.)
I can't wait for Christmas break. (Except I really, really hate buying plane tickets. It's just so...final. There's no switching once you get them. And there are so many options. And it's so inflexible. It'd be so much less stressful if I were able to drive home. Of course, it'd also take me a good two days. Oh well.)
Also, next week, Tuesday night - early Wednesday morning, apparently the Leonid meteor shower is supposed to be really spectacular. And I sooooo very much want to go see it. A few problems with this: no one to go watch it with (not sure if anyone around here is as interested in meteor showers in the middle of the night), no car to go drive somewhere to watch it, and living in a very very light-polluted area. I'm lucky if I can see a star or two at night. So, not sure if that's going to happen, very sadly. Even if I knew of someone else (with a car) who wanted to go see it, we'd probably have to drive a fair ways to get away from the stupid light pollution around here. Hm, maybe I can talk my friend who majored in meteorology to go with me...
Anyway. That's all. OH. And today is 11/10/09, which I think is cool. And just because I can, and it's not too far off from the actual time, I'm going to change the timestamp. Yay for sequential numbers! (Although, I don't think the date and the time are next to each other when I post. Oh well.)
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 09, 2009
Here, there, and under that
As of this posting, I am on page 399 out of 479 of the first Lord of the Rings book. The book that I've been reading very on-and-off since 2006 or so. Yeah. For a long time (like, the first couple of years) it was a matter of having trouble pushing through parts of the story (particularly that Tom Bombadil part, which took me a long time), but more recently it's just been a matter of me only reading it in short spurts (like, just a page or two at a time). I will finish it by the end of the year though, that's a guarantee. It's so pathetic that I'm 24 and have not read the Lord of the Rings series. What did I waste my time reading when I was younger? And, come on, I didn't even read the entirety of the Chronic(what?)cles of Narnia until I was a senior in college - and mostly because I was in a CS Lewis class that required the reading of the whole series (honestly, that's part of the reason I took the class in the first place). Anyway.
I do remember reading the Mandie series when I was a young warthog. Not exactly Lewis or Tolkien, but I enjoyed it. Man, I used to love reading, love going to the library and browsing for a good new series to read (series are so much better than singular books). Reading is awesome.
I mean, reading for fun is awesome. Reading Aquinas and Balthasar and Locke and Descartes and such, for class, because I have to - not so fun. But such is my life right now.
Hey, can you imagine being the lawyer defending the guy who shot up Ft. Hood last week? I mean...yeah. I don't know how people who defend criminals like that do it. I know someone has to, but I just wonder how it affects them, if it does. I would think it has to, but what do I know?
So I have this weird thing on my finger. It's on the inside of the top knuckle on my right middle finger (so, on the palm side of my finger), and it's like...sort of like there's this tiny ball there. It hurts like a bruise, or something, but it's hard. And it looks more blue than the rest of the area around it (but it could just be a blood vein or something there). I've had it before, too - I think the first time I got it was maybe a year ago, or sometime during senior year - either way it was when I was carrying a laundry basket on my hip and the handle of the laundry basket kind of pushed into my finger right there harder than normal for some reason, maybe it was heavier or I was dropping it or something like that. I forget exactly the circumstances, but yeah. So since then I've noticed it off and on, sort of like it flares up every once in awhile and then goes away again. It's very weird. And it's definitely worse this time than it's been before. Oh well. If it doesn't go away soon maybe I'll go get it checked out or something. Or, I won't.
(Speaking of pain, I played soccer yesterday for the first time since August, but beforehand a few of us were throwing around a football. And I am so sore in my arms and hands from throwing/catching the football. I suck at both. That's why I played defense on my flag football team in college. Ouch.)
Life is pain. Anyone who says differently is selling something.
In other news, happy baptismal day to me! I was born into the Catholic Church on this day 24 years ago. I'd say that's a pretty good day, right?
(I keep trying to write posts that are coherent and follow one specific thread about one specific topic. But then it never seems long enough, so then I just start adding random things, and then posts like this happen. Sorry.)
I do remember reading the Mandie series when I was a young warthog. Not exactly Lewis or Tolkien, but I enjoyed it. Man, I used to love reading, love going to the library and browsing for a good new series to read (series are so much better than singular books). Reading is awesome.
I mean, reading for fun is awesome. Reading Aquinas and Balthasar and Locke and Descartes and such, for class, because I have to - not so fun. But such is my life right now.
Hey, can you imagine being the lawyer defending the guy who shot up Ft. Hood last week? I mean...yeah. I don't know how people who defend criminals like that do it. I know someone has to, but I just wonder how it affects them, if it does. I would think it has to, but what do I know?
So I have this weird thing on my finger. It's on the inside of the top knuckle on my right middle finger (so, on the palm side of my finger), and it's like...sort of like there's this tiny ball there. It hurts like a bruise, or something, but it's hard. And it looks more blue than the rest of the area around it (but it could just be a blood vein or something there). I've had it before, too - I think the first time I got it was maybe a year ago, or sometime during senior year - either way it was when I was carrying a laundry basket on my hip and the handle of the laundry basket kind of pushed into my finger right there harder than normal for some reason, maybe it was heavier or I was dropping it or something like that. I forget exactly the circumstances, but yeah. So since then I've noticed it off and on, sort of like it flares up every once in awhile and then goes away again. It's very weird. And it's definitely worse this time than it's been before. Oh well. If it doesn't go away soon maybe I'll go get it checked out or something. Or, I won't.
(Speaking of pain, I played soccer yesterday for the first time since August, but beforehand a few of us were throwing around a football. And I am so sore in my arms and hands from throwing/catching the football. I suck at both. That's why I played defense on my flag football team in college. Ouch.)
Life is pain. Anyone who says differently is selling something.
In other news, happy baptismal day to me! I was born into the Catholic Church on this day 24 years ago. I'd say that's a pretty good day, right?
(I keep trying to write posts that are coherent and follow one specific thread about one specific topic. But then it never seems long enough, so then I just start adding random things, and then posts like this happen. Sorry.)
Sunday, November 08, 2009
I apologize for the lack of substance. Pathetic.
I've been listening to my collection of movie scores/soundtracks today. And I'm reminded of those that I don't have that I would someday like to add to this collection. Namely, Gladiator, The Last of the Mohicans, either/both of the first two Lord of the Rings movies (I have the third), Miss Potter, and Cinderella Man. To name a few. Might be nice to have the full movie scores to Jurassic Park, ET, and Indiana Jones, maybe Star Wars (I currently have the main themes of these - and more! - on my awesome John Williams Greatest Hits album).
Anyway.
Have I ever mentioned how much I love movie soundtracks? Because gosh almighty I really do. Oooh oh yeah, I also really want the National Parks soundtrack! I might buy it on amazon one of these days...we'll see. Maybe once I have a paycheck in hand (since I'm still a little doubtful that this whole job thing is actually happening).
I also would like to own, one of these days, the following: Emma (seriously have been wanting to watch this movie for months now, but stupid Netflix took it off their Instant and the only copy my family owns is a VHS which is somewhere back home), Much Ado About Nothing (same thing, was on Instant, now is no longer), and Hello Dolly! which I have decided I love. I had seen it once or twice in the past few/several/many years, but I've watched it at least twice now since this summer (because, thankfully, as of a few weeks ago anyway, it's still on Netflix Instant). It's so good! And I don't even like Barbra Streisand. At all. But I love it. Seriously.
Speaking of that, what is up with Netflix Instant? Every time I go to see if they have a movie on there, it's a movie that you can only order through the mail. It makes no sense to me. I can understand them wanting to put a cap on how many movies you watch with instant per week or month or whatever, that would be reasonable (they don't currently have that), but why do they have such a limited selection of movies to watch on instant? They should all be on there. I mean, it shouldn't be a copyright issue, right? We can watch all those movies anyway, it just requires getting a hard copy from Netflix themselves. Seems like it'd even save them money - less damage to DVDs, fewer costs for mailing, etc. There's probably some obvious reason I'm overlooking, but I really wish they had all or most of their movies available on instant. It's disappointing. (And I can't order the disks themselves because it's my parents' account I'm mooching off of, and disks go to their house.) Oh well. I guess there are greater tragedies in the world, anyway.
I'm fairly certain that a year from now, I'll still be wishing I owned most of these, since I doubt I'll spend the money on more than a couple (maybe) between now and then. Or I'll just go on a huge binge and get them ALL at the SAME TIME. Except probably not. (I sure hope not, anyway, unless maybe it's an "I won the lottery!" extreme impulse buy.) (Can it count as an impulse buy if I've been wanting it for, in some cases, years?)
I'm sorry that this post is so boring and pointless and filler. Not to mention stupid. And selfish.
It's been a long day. I played soccer for the first time today since August. It was fun, but it also really made me miss my friends back home that I used to play with on Sunday afternoons. Sigh. That reminds me. I have to get tickets ASAP for Christmas. Can't wait! Whoop whoop! (Sooo itching to break out the Christmas music, but the only thing I've compromised on was tonight when some of the Nutcracker came on - it's on the Fantasia soundtrack. Only sort of counts, right? Speaking of, I really wish I could go see the Nutcracker again. Although last year was almost a little disappointing thanks to the too-frequent inclusion of little kids. Yeah, I'm not very sentimental with that stuff. If I'm paying to see something like that, I don't want to pay to see a bunch of other people's kids who bring down the production level. Sorry.)
I'm such a bad person. Sigh.
Anyway.
Have I ever mentioned how much I love movie soundtracks? Because gosh almighty I really do. Oooh oh yeah, I also really want the National Parks soundtrack! I might buy it on amazon one of these days...we'll see. Maybe once I have a paycheck in hand (since I'm still a little doubtful that this whole job thing is actually happening).
I also would like to own, one of these days, the following: Emma (seriously have been wanting to watch this movie for months now, but stupid Netflix took it off their Instant and the only copy my family owns is a VHS which is somewhere back home), Much Ado About Nothing (same thing, was on Instant, now is no longer), and Hello Dolly! which I have decided I love. I had seen it once or twice in the past few/several/many years, but I've watched it at least twice now since this summer (because, thankfully, as of a few weeks ago anyway, it's still on Netflix Instant). It's so good! And I don't even like Barbra Streisand. At all. But I love it. Seriously.
Speaking of that, what is up with Netflix Instant? Every time I go to see if they have a movie on there, it's a movie that you can only order through the mail. It makes no sense to me. I can understand them wanting to put a cap on how many movies you watch with instant per week or month or whatever, that would be reasonable (they don't currently have that), but why do they have such a limited selection of movies to watch on instant? They should all be on there. I mean, it shouldn't be a copyright issue, right? We can watch all those movies anyway, it just requires getting a hard copy from Netflix themselves. Seems like it'd even save them money - less damage to DVDs, fewer costs for mailing, etc. There's probably some obvious reason I'm overlooking, but I really wish they had all or most of their movies available on instant. It's disappointing. (And I can't order the disks themselves because it's my parents' account I'm mooching off of, and disks go to their house.) Oh well. I guess there are greater tragedies in the world, anyway.
I'm fairly certain that a year from now, I'll still be wishing I owned most of these, since I doubt I'll spend the money on more than a couple (maybe) between now and then. Or I'll just go on a huge binge and get them ALL at the SAME TIME. Except probably not. (I sure hope not, anyway, unless maybe it's an "I won the lottery!" extreme impulse buy.) (Can it count as an impulse buy if I've been wanting it for, in some cases, years?)
I'm sorry that this post is so boring and pointless and filler. Not to mention stupid. And selfish.
It's been a long day. I played soccer for the first time today since August. It was fun, but it also really made me miss my friends back home that I used to play with on Sunday afternoons. Sigh. That reminds me. I have to get tickets ASAP for Christmas. Can't wait! Whoop whoop! (Sooo itching to break out the Christmas music, but the only thing I've compromised on was tonight when some of the Nutcracker came on - it's on the Fantasia soundtrack. Only sort of counts, right? Speaking of, I really wish I could go see the Nutcracker again. Although last year was almost a little disappointing thanks to the too-frequent inclusion of little kids. Yeah, I'm not very sentimental with that stuff. If I'm paying to see something like that, I don't want to pay to see a bunch of other people's kids who bring down the production level. Sorry.)
I'm such a bad person. Sigh.
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Mr. Monk
So, one of my favorite shows these days is Monk. I don't watch it often - yesterday was the first time I watched it since I came out here, since the only other times I would watch it was when it was on reruns during the weekends back home. But it's just a thoroughly enjoyable show. Unfortunately, I've watched all the currently available episodes, and as far as I can tell, the only ones that are watchable for free online (which is like the most recent five or so episodes). So, back to not watching it. But it's really a great show. I might want to get it on DVD someday, because I like it. I don't get a lot of shows on DVD, since...well, I don't know why. I wouldn't mind having any seasons of that show, and I'd love to be able to watch Boy Meets World again (which would require getting DVDs of it), Home Improvement,...yeah. Just lots of other old tv shows.
It's weird - I wish we had TV more so that I could watch reruns of old shows, rather than any new shows (The Office and Conan excepted, and of course, football). The one year I had cable up at school, I watched reruns of shows more than anything else, I think. Anyway.
I don't have anything interesting to say today, obviously. I baked. We're having some people over for a game night, and I decided I should bake something for once. I haven't done any baking since I moved here. I'll let you know how it turned out - I just made this chocolate marshmallow brownie thing, for which the recipe was on the bag of mini marshmallows I have. (I looked for a long time for something good to make that didn't require either cocoa powder, since I thought we didn't have any, or brown sugar, which I also think we don't have - but as it turns out one of my roommates does have cocoa powder so I could have made chocolate peanut butter chip cookies. Oh well. Next time.)
Oh, and ND just lost to Navy. At ND. Yeah. And here's the kicker - we lost by two points. Two points that Navy got as a safety for sacking Jimmy Clausen in the endzone with about a minute left, or something, to make the score 23-14. (After that we did an onside punt, and recovered, and scored, but it was too late. We still lost 23-21. Pathetically sad.)
Oh well. Yay for people coming over!
:-)
It's weird - I wish we had TV more so that I could watch reruns of old shows, rather than any new shows (The Office and Conan excepted, and of course, football). The one year I had cable up at school, I watched reruns of shows more than anything else, I think. Anyway.
I don't have anything interesting to say today, obviously. I baked. We're having some people over for a game night, and I decided I should bake something for once. I haven't done any baking since I moved here. I'll let you know how it turned out - I just made this chocolate marshmallow brownie thing, for which the recipe was on the bag of mini marshmallows I have. (I looked for a long time for something good to make that didn't require either cocoa powder, since I thought we didn't have any, or brown sugar, which I also think we don't have - but as it turns out one of my roommates does have cocoa powder so I could have made chocolate peanut butter chip cookies. Oh well. Next time.)
Oh, and ND just lost to Navy. At ND. Yeah. And here's the kicker - we lost by two points. Two points that Navy got as a safety for sacking Jimmy Clausen in the endzone with about a minute left, or something, to make the score 23-14. (After that we did an onside punt, and recovered, and scored, but it was too late. We still lost 23-21. Pathetically sad.)
Oh well. Yay for people coming over!
:-)
Friday, November 06, 2009
Seven Quick Takes Volume IV
Man, I haven't done many of these.
1. My friend sent this to me yesterday. It's so horrible/hilarious. I mean, really, why would you ever put that on a price sticker? Sheesh, people. (Sort of reminds me of the year we sold chocolate crosses at the Huddle at Easter. I think that was freshman year. Welcome to Easter at ND, Susie! Nah, just kidding - Easter at ND rocks my socks!)
2. This article explains some of the reasons that the Jon and Kate debacle is so terrible - and why divorce in this country, in general, is so awful. It's no wonder marriage is becoming such an endangered species. So much work to be done. But be done it must, and be done it will. Slowly but surely.
3. Um, so, I think I got a job. A long-awaited job. Details still pending, but unless I'm completely misinterpreting things, I might be starting by the 16th, potentially.
4. My new favorite food? Pita chips. Holy goodness Batman! And I just got some tonight that are cinnamon and sugar flavored, and, um, yeah. Deliciousness abounds.
5. Adoration is wonderful and far too under-utilized, by me anyway. I've gone for at least a few minutes three times the past...two? days, and yeah. Good stuff.
6. Have I ever mentioned how much I love knitting? Like, seriously. How did I ever get by without it? I surely don't know.
7. I just realized today that I had yet to change the two calendars I have hanging in my room. I love changing my calendars because they're both Colorado calendars (one Colorado in general, the other specifically Rocky Mountain National Park), so while I love every picture each month and it's sad to say good bye to it, there's another one following right after that's just as beautiful! And November's are both pretty trees-changing pictures with some snow involved. Makes me happy.
Yup yup.
1. My friend sent this to me yesterday. It's so horrible/hilarious. I mean, really, why would you ever put that on a price sticker? Sheesh, people. (Sort of reminds me of the year we sold chocolate crosses at the Huddle at Easter. I think that was freshman year. Welcome to Easter at ND, Susie! Nah, just kidding - Easter at ND rocks my socks!)
2. This article explains some of the reasons that the Jon and Kate debacle is so terrible - and why divorce in this country, in general, is so awful. It's no wonder marriage is becoming such an endangered species. So much work to be done. But be done it must, and be done it will. Slowly but surely.
3. Um, so, I think I got a job. A long-awaited job. Details still pending, but unless I'm completely misinterpreting things, I might be starting by the 16th, potentially.
4. My new favorite food? Pita chips. Holy goodness Batman! And I just got some tonight that are cinnamon and sugar flavored, and, um, yeah. Deliciousness abounds.
5. Adoration is wonderful and far too under-utilized, by me anyway. I've gone for at least a few minutes three times the past...two? days, and yeah. Good stuff.
6. Have I ever mentioned how much I love knitting? Like, seriously. How did I ever get by without it? I surely don't know.
7. I just realized today that I had yet to change the two calendars I have hanging in my room. I love changing my calendars because they're both Colorado calendars (one Colorado in general, the other specifically Rocky Mountain National Park), so while I love every picture each month and it's sad to say good bye to it, there's another one following right after that's just as beautiful! And November's are both pretty trees-changing pictures with some snow involved. Makes me happy.
Yup yup.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Christmastime is here?
Oh wait. It's NOVEMBER 5TH. But apparently that's plenty early for lots of places. I mean, I know that lots of stores have had aisles half-filled with Halloween, half-filled with Christmas stuff for the past several weeks, and now it's probably just all Christmas, but yeah. I was watching the office online tonight (there's a site where you can sometimes watch TV shows as they're happening, which is nice for us tv-less people), so I got to experience commercials (normally when I watch the office, it's online and sans commercials), and yep, Kohls has already broken out the Christmas commercials. Oh, sorry, holiday commercials. Maybe other Christmas commercials are already popping up elsewhere, but I wouldn't know given my low exposure to commercials these days.
And I have to admit, the realization that I don't even get to experience Christmas commercials this year does make me a tad bit sad...I hate commercials, and I hate the commercialization of Christmas, but I also love Christmas and Christmas music and Christmas everything. And there are some good Christmas commercials - like that Hershey Kiss commercial that they play every year for years and years now (when the Kisses are bells playing "We Wish You a Merry Christmas"), I'll be sad if I don't see that at all this year. I just love Christmas. Oh well.
I love Christmas. I can't wait! Three weeks until I'm breaking out the Christmas music! Woop woop!
You know what else? God loves me. I mean, he really loves me. Isn't that amazing?
He also loves you.
And he loves this world that he created, and he's definitely been showing us that he really loves this world and wants us to work to make it better, and there are small hints here and there that maybe things are getting better (go Maine! Go Abby Johnson!).
Anyway. God is good. And God is love. And being is gift.
And I have to admit, the realization that I don't even get to experience Christmas commercials this year does make me a tad bit sad...I hate commercials, and I hate the commercialization of Christmas, but I also love Christmas and Christmas music and Christmas everything. And there are some good Christmas commercials - like that Hershey Kiss commercial that they play every year for years and years now (when the Kisses are bells playing "We Wish You a Merry Christmas"), I'll be sad if I don't see that at all this year. I just love Christmas. Oh well.
I love Christmas. I can't wait! Three weeks until I'm breaking out the Christmas music! Woop woop!
You know what else? God loves me. I mean, he really loves me. Isn't that amazing?
He also loves you.
And he loves this world that he created, and he's definitely been showing us that he really loves this world and wants us to work to make it better, and there are small hints here and there that maybe things are getting better (go Maine! Go Abby Johnson!).
Anyway. God is good. And God is love. And being is gift.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Blossom
No, not that Blossom.
Today, a friend of mine, who's semi-aware of the...ah, let's say turmoil that I've been going through the past few months, sent me this prayer/reflection. (And I'll fully admit, it's self-imposed turmoil.)
Without further ado.
"You Must Blossom"
Where God has planted you, you must blossom. It is not everything to live resigned where God has placed you. You must BLOSSOM - that is, live there happily and make others happy.
To blossom means for you to show that you are happy for all the good God has done for you, for the services that are rendered you, and the devotedness you are called upon to give to others.
To blossom is to tell everyone around you that you are happy; to tell them this by a simple manner and a happy face. Indeed I am well off to be here and grateful to God for all his kindness.
To blossom is to be at the disposal of everybody; willing to be disturbed; to submit willingly in everything that would be agreeable to others, and never show weariness or annoyance.
What strength, what peace, what self-abnegation and holiness, too, are contained in these words: "Where God has planted you, you must blossom."
To be honest with you all, I don't hate it here as much as I used to. I don't love it, by any means, but there I go qualifying my non-hatred again. I'm just so stubborn that I don't want to accept anything but the "hate being here" line I've been touting for so long. I don't want to give it up. I think a part of me is worried that if I give it up, and start to enjoy whatever part of being out here I can enjoy, I'll lose some of my love for back home, or something. I'll lose my attachment. And I know that's crazy because I went four years at college without losing my attachment to Colorado - if anything, I love it even more now than I did before college. Something feels different about this, though. (I have a feeling that when it's all said and done, I'm going to have to decide between being in the place I love more than anywhere else, the place where I can breathe better than anywhere else, the place where I feel more at peace and at home and comforted than anywhere else, even closer to God, and... and I don't know, a great job, or the love of my life, or something. I just think it's going to come down to that, and therein lies a big part of my desire not to let go of hating this place. (This city, this stage in my life, etc.) Of course, if I had to guess, it'd be between Colorado and the love of my life, not Colorado and a great job - but that's mostly because I can't fathom a job that I want more than I want to be back in Colorado. You know, not having high career aspirations or anything like that. But who knows where the next 18 months will take me, right?
I need to focus on blossoming. And not resigning.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
I'll give you a hint: it's God.
I realized something semi-interesting today in class. (A class in which I was struggling to stay focused, because...ugh.) One of the professor recommendations I got for this school was a rather respected prof I had senior year, Alasdair MacIntyre. Whose articles we've read for a couple classes, and who gets mentioned in other articles and lectures we read/hear. I just realized today that it's kinda funny.
Aside from that, classes were almost excruciating today. I have two classes on Tuesdays, and they're both easily my least favorites. It's just so hard for me to follow along in both of them. And to have them both the same day...my brain is just tired by the end. And I feel like a slacker whenever I say that, and when people ask how my Tuesday classes were, or try discuss with me something that was apparently talked about in that class. Just...yeah. I'm missing some connections, or something, I think.
Also...um...oh, I was going to talk about my experience at the Eastern Rite church on Sunday, but I'm to tired to do it justice today.
I'm tired, have I mentioned that? I didn't sleep terribly well, and unfortunately must probably attribute it to the fact that I drank coffee yesterday for the first time in 40 days. And not just one cup, either.
Oh, but know what I had today? A delicious, scrumtrulescent Gingerbread Latte from Starbucks. I went expecting to get a Pumpkin Spice, but they already have their Christmasy flavors up and I'm weak for gingerbread lattes (although pumpkin spice is quite wonderful as well), so I got one. And yeah. Delicious. Helped me get through the first half of my afternoon class today. But it ran out too soon before my professor ran out of words before break, quite unfortunately. And then it was still empty for the second half of class (which was less than half of class, since he didn't let us out at the halfway point since, like I said, still talking. And all he ever does is talk in run-on sentences, and that's my biggest problem with that class. I can't follow run on sentences. Except when I write them myself). But I amused myself the second half (and part of first half) by keeping track of how many times he said "[But] the point is", because he says it all. the. time. (Sometimes with the but, sometimes without.) I think by the end of class I had counted at least 35, and most of those were from the last hour of class. Seriously, there are apparently a lot of "points" in that class - and yet, he never seems quite to make it to the point he's trying to get at...or it's buried in one run-on sentence or another.
Anyhoo. That's the story of my day. It's been a weird day. It's been a weird few days, actually. I'm feeling weird all around.
And also? Three weeks from tomorrow. Leaving on a jet plane. So frick-frakken excited.
Two more blankets that are close to done. I just have 12 rows of straight-across knit stitch to do on one, and some more pattern rows (and then 10 rows of straight across knit stitch) for the other one. Haven't really done a length check on the second one yet. It's for a Christmas gift, but I guess I'll be done with plenty of time. That's good. I also started a scarf that's another Christmas gift on Sunday, and I have a baby blanket (for donation) I'm close to finishing. I started working on a shawl back in September, so maybe once I have these blankets out of the way I'll get back to that, too. Man, knitting is just so wonderful and soothing. Mmm. (Just for kicks the other day, I went to that site, etsy.com, to see how much knitted things go for on there. It was interesting...I wonder if it'd be worth it someday to try to sell some things. I mean, do people actually buy that stuff? Are people actually willing to spend $60 or 80 on a blanket hand-knitted by someone they don't even know, when they could just go buy something made in China for $20?)
I've also continued to be so happy yesterday and today because of that story I heard yesterday morning about the former Planned Parenthood director turned pro-life advocate. It gives so much hope when things seem to be just so dark. It's wonderful! And there was an election today (did you know?), and in Maine the people voted on whether or not to allow same-sex marriage. Looks like, as of right now, it's not going to pass. Or it will get defeated. Whichever one means that the people of Maine don't want same-sex marriage.Currently 83% of precincts have reported, and traditional marriage is winning with 53% of the votes. I guess now they called it official, the law repealing legalized gay marriage has been repealed! Again, gives a person reason to hope. Maybe things will just continue to improve from here. Isn't it interesting that every state (31 now) that has allowed the people to choose whether or not to legalize gay marriage has voted against gay marriage? Still a lot of work to do, though. Gotta keep on praying hard! But we all know who wins, in the end. :-)
There. I've done my contribution for the day.
Aside from that, classes were almost excruciating today. I have two classes on Tuesdays, and they're both easily my least favorites. It's just so hard for me to follow along in both of them. And to have them both the same day...my brain is just tired by the end. And I feel like a slacker whenever I say that, and when people ask how my Tuesday classes were, or try discuss with me something that was apparently talked about in that class. Just...yeah. I'm missing some connections, or something, I think.
Also...um...oh, I was going to talk about my experience at the Eastern Rite church on Sunday, but I'm to tired to do it justice today.
I'm tired, have I mentioned that? I didn't sleep terribly well, and unfortunately must probably attribute it to the fact that I drank coffee yesterday for the first time in 40 days. And not just one cup, either.
Oh, but know what I had today? A delicious, scrumtrulescent Gingerbread Latte from Starbucks. I went expecting to get a Pumpkin Spice, but they already have their Christmasy flavors up and I'm weak for gingerbread lattes (although pumpkin spice is quite wonderful as well), so I got one. And yeah. Delicious. Helped me get through the first half of my afternoon class today. But it ran out too soon before my professor ran out of words before break, quite unfortunately. And then it was still empty for the second half of class (which was less than half of class, since he didn't let us out at the halfway point since, like I said, still talking. And all he ever does is talk in run-on sentences, and that's my biggest problem with that class. I can't follow run on sentences. Except when I write them myself). But I amused myself the second half (and part of first half) by keeping track of how many times he said "[But] the point is", because he says it all. the. time. (Sometimes with the but, sometimes without.) I think by the end of class I had counted at least 35, and most of those were from the last hour of class. Seriously, there are apparently a lot of "points" in that class - and yet, he never seems quite to make it to the point he's trying to get at...or it's buried in one run-on sentence or another.
Anyhoo. That's the story of my day. It's been a weird day. It's been a weird few days, actually. I'm feeling weird all around.
And also? Three weeks from tomorrow. Leaving on a jet plane. So frick-frakken excited.
Two more blankets that are close to done. I just have 12 rows of straight-across knit stitch to do on one, and some more pattern rows (and then 10 rows of straight across knit stitch) for the other one. Haven't really done a length check on the second one yet. It's for a Christmas gift, but I guess I'll be done with plenty of time. That's good. I also started a scarf that's another Christmas gift on Sunday, and I have a baby blanket (for donation) I'm close to finishing. I started working on a shawl back in September, so maybe once I have these blankets out of the way I'll get back to that, too. Man, knitting is just so wonderful and soothing. Mmm. (Just for kicks the other day, I went to that site, etsy.com, to see how much knitted things go for on there. It was interesting...I wonder if it'd be worth it someday to try to sell some things. I mean, do people actually buy that stuff? Are people actually willing to spend $60 or 80 on a blanket hand-knitted by someone they don't even know, when they could just go buy something made in China for $20?)
I've also continued to be so happy yesterday and today because of that story I heard yesterday morning about the former Planned Parenthood director turned pro-life advocate. It gives so much hope when things seem to be just so dark. It's wonderful! And there was an election today (did you know?), and in Maine the people voted on whether or not to allow same-sex marriage. Looks like, as of right now, it's not going to pass. Or it will get defeated. Whichever one means that the people of Maine don't want same-sex marriage.
There. I've done my contribution for the day.
Monday, November 02, 2009
Coffee is proof that God loves me.
So, there's this thing called NaBloPoMo (which stands for National Blog Posting Month). I think I did it a few years ago - yeah, I did it senior year, which I remember only because I missed a day or two in there due to being in the hospital (and, of course, sans laptop, since I wasn't expecting to stay that long. Plus I was pretty much sleeping the entire two days I was there, anyway). It's just this thing where those participating post on their blog every day. I know I post a lot anyway, but I decided today to do it. And yes, I'm counting Saturday night's post as yesterday's, because it was after midnight, so there. And maybe I'll try my best to keep it on a positive theme for the month, since that's something I really need to work on in a big way.
Only problem is I don't have anything to say today...
Well, it's the first day I've been able to drink coffee in forty long days. Delicious. A friend stopped by this morning with coffee and donuts from Dunkin Donuts (he expected all four of us to be here since none of us had class today - normally two of my roommates do, with him, but I guess it got canceled today. So instead, one of those roommates went to work early, and the other had a babysitting job this morning. My third roommate always works on Mondays since we first years don't have Monday class). It's nice to drink coffee again. Especially free Dunkin Donuts coffee.
I have a bit less than 100 pages left in the first Lord of the Rings book. The book that I've been reading for three years now, approximately. Maybe longer...yeah. I'm hoping I'll have it finished by Christmas time. I think it's possible, especially considering the traveling I'll be doing between now and then. (During which time really I should be studying, or doing school-related reading, but it's hard to concentrate on that stuff while on a plane, I've found.) Either way, at least I'll have a three-week break during Christmas to finish it, if not before. I can't believe how long it's taken me to get it read. And it's not that it's uninteresting - that was sort of the case until I got past Tom Bombadil this summer, but since then I just haven't been devoting a lot of time to reading it (and do feel guilty when I pick it up instead of schoolwork reading) even though now it's interesting and I could easily get it done in a matter of hours. oh well.
Um, so, it's amazing how much coffee improves my mood. Coffee is so wonderful. I've missed it so much the past forty days. But just like every trial, I survived, and it passed, and now maybe I'll be in better spirits in general. Wouldn't that be nice?
I can't believe I actually managed to go forty days, in the middle of my first semester of graduate school - a rather intensive grad school at that - without coffee. Me, a hopeless and complete coffee addict at all hours of the day. How the heck did I survive it? Sheesh. Crazy. But, definitely worth it. I wish I had been better connected with the reason I was doing it, though. I mean, every time I would really want a cup of coffee, it would remind me to pray for why I was fasting from it in the first place. And like Friday morning in my class, I got almost overwhelmed by that wonderfully intoxicating scent hanging in the air from people around me drinking their cups of coffee (which also always makes me think of travel, because I often get a cup of coffee when I'm on the plane and such, and then I of course started thinking about the holidays and oh how I can't wait!). It would have been so nice to have a cup right then. But I did this for a reason, which made it a little easier to deal with.
Wow! I just read an amazing news story! The director of a Planned Parenthood in Texas recently quit her job and now supports the Coalition for Life just down the street from it, even praying at the Planned Parenthood! She saw an ultrasound of an abortion being performed and had a complete change of heart. So beautiful to hear. ALSO: That is exactly why every women considering abortion should see an ultrasound of their baby beforehand. And/or the abortion procedure itself, like this woman did. I'm sure it wouldn't matter for some women, but I know that there are many women who would probably change their minds if they saw their own baby alive and moving through an ultrasound. Hard to deny the humanity then. (And that's also exactly why abortion providers definitely do not want women having ultrasounds. Especially because, as this former PP director said, abortion is big business, it's the big moneymaker. Those who perform abortions don't want to lose out on all that potential blood money.)
Lots of goodness going on today. Hopefully I can be good and motivated to do the necessary schoolwork I have for tomorrow. Not likely, but I hope I can at least get enough of it done...
Know what's sad? Since I decided I want to run a 10K at some point in the future, I've gone running only once. A week ago. (Of course, prior to that, I had gone twice, so it's not like I've been completely neglecting something I typically do.) I was hoping to get myself to start running at least three days a week. Sigh. I need to go today, like, now. I just really don't want to. Oh well. I will. I will.
Especially since now I'm all hopped up on caffeine. Wonderful, beautiful caffeinated coffee. My love knows no bounds.
It's been a good couple of days. Wonderful All Saints Day Vigil (I love being Catholic and having the whole Communion of Saints to turn to! Saints are so wonderful) at the Dominican house, great experience at an Eastern Rite church yesterday (I hope I get around to posting on that soon), fun with friends last night, and COFFEE. Coffee. Coffee. Mmm. mm. mmmmmmm.
There's a lot of bad stuff going on, particularly with regard to the Church and life issues. Things can seem really dark sometims. But then there are things like today, with that former director, and other goodness (and the wonderful, near-miraculous healing of a friend back home who is being released today or tomorrow from the hospital after having been there for a good three or so weeks, and who looked very near death until about a week ago!), and it's like these little snippets of light that God gives us to know that he's here, he's in charge, and he won't ever abandon us to the darkness.
(And who also gave us the wonderful gift of coffee.)
Only problem is I don't have anything to say today...
Well, it's the first day I've been able to drink coffee in forty long days. Delicious. A friend stopped by this morning with coffee and donuts from Dunkin Donuts (he expected all four of us to be here since none of us had class today - normally two of my roommates do, with him, but I guess it got canceled today. So instead, one of those roommates went to work early, and the other had a babysitting job this morning. My third roommate always works on Mondays since we first years don't have Monday class). It's nice to drink coffee again. Especially free Dunkin Donuts coffee.
I have a bit less than 100 pages left in the first Lord of the Rings book. The book that I've been reading for three years now, approximately. Maybe longer...yeah. I'm hoping I'll have it finished by Christmas time. I think it's possible, especially considering the traveling I'll be doing between now and then. (During which time really I should be studying, or doing school-related reading, but it's hard to concentrate on that stuff while on a plane, I've found.) Either way, at least I'll have a three-week break during Christmas to finish it, if not before. I can't believe how long it's taken me to get it read. And it's not that it's uninteresting - that was sort of the case until I got past Tom Bombadil this summer, but since then I just haven't been devoting a lot of time to reading it (and do feel guilty when I pick it up instead of schoolwork reading) even though now it's interesting and I could easily get it done in a matter of hours. oh well.
Um, so, it's amazing how much coffee improves my mood. Coffee is so wonderful. I've missed it so much the past forty days. But just like every trial, I survived, and it passed, and now maybe I'll be in better spirits in general. Wouldn't that be nice?
I can't believe I actually managed to go forty days, in the middle of my first semester of graduate school - a rather intensive grad school at that - without coffee. Me, a hopeless and complete coffee addict at all hours of the day. How the heck did I survive it? Sheesh. Crazy. But, definitely worth it. I wish I had been better connected with the reason I was doing it, though. I mean, every time I would really want a cup of coffee, it would remind me to pray for why I was fasting from it in the first place. And like Friday morning in my class, I got almost overwhelmed by that wonderfully intoxicating scent hanging in the air from people around me drinking their cups of coffee (which also always makes me think of travel, because I often get a cup of coffee when I'm on the plane and such, and then I of course started thinking about the holidays and oh how I can't wait!). It would have been so nice to have a cup right then. But I did this for a reason, which made it a little easier to deal with.
Wow! I just read an amazing news story! The director of a Planned Parenthood in Texas recently quit her job and now supports the Coalition for Life just down the street from it, even praying at the Planned Parenthood! She saw an ultrasound of an abortion being performed and had a complete change of heart. So beautiful to hear. ALSO: That is exactly why every women considering abortion should see an ultrasound of their baby beforehand. And/or the abortion procedure itself, like this woman did. I'm sure it wouldn't matter for some women, but I know that there are many women who would probably change their minds if they saw their own baby alive and moving through an ultrasound. Hard to deny the humanity then. (And that's also exactly why abortion providers definitely do not want women having ultrasounds. Especially because, as this former PP director said, abortion is big business, it's the big moneymaker. Those who perform abortions don't want to lose out on all that potential blood money.)
Lots of goodness going on today. Hopefully I can be good and motivated to do the necessary schoolwork I have for tomorrow. Not likely, but I hope I can at least get enough of it done...
Know what's sad? Since I decided I want to run a 10K at some point in the future, I've gone running only once. A week ago. (Of course, prior to that, I had gone twice, so it's not like I've been completely neglecting something I typically do.) I was hoping to get myself to start running at least three days a week. Sigh. I need to go today, like, now. I just really don't want to. Oh well. I will. I will.
Especially since now I'm all hopped up on caffeine. Wonderful, beautiful caffeinated coffee. My love knows no bounds.
It's been a good couple of days. Wonderful All Saints Day Vigil (I love being Catholic and having the whole Communion of Saints to turn to! Saints are so wonderful) at the Dominican house, great experience at an Eastern Rite church yesterday (I hope I get around to posting on that soon), fun with friends last night, and COFFEE. Coffee. Coffee. Mmm. mm. mmmmmmm.
There's a lot of bad stuff going on, particularly with regard to the Church and life issues. Things can seem really dark sometims. But then there are things like today, with that former director, and other goodness (and the wonderful, near-miraculous healing of a friend back home who is being released today or tomorrow from the hospital after having been there for a good three or so weeks, and who looked very near death until about a week ago!), and it's like these little snippets of light that God gives us to know that he's here, he's in charge, and he won't ever abandon us to the darkness.
(And who also gave us the wonderful gift of coffee.)
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Random, because I'm like that.
We turn the clocks back tonight, which means an extra hour of sleep. Unless you're Susie and use that extra hour as one more hour to stay up doing nothing important. Because that's what I do every year. Oh well.
Did I mention yet that I got tickets to go back home for the last wedding of the season for $96? Yeah. It's pretty awesome. It's the weekend after Thanksgiving, which means this is how the last few weeks of the semester will go: Fly home Wednesday morning before Thanksgiving. Enjoy time with family, friends, and turkey. (And maybe some snow? Except I'm hesitant even to hope for that because with my luck Colorado is going to get a big snowstorm one of the days I'm traveling, since that's just the way things happen for me.) Go home on Monday. Go to class Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Fly home Thursday night because my Friday class is canceled that week (well, moved to that Wednesday). Perfect. Get home very late Thursday night, sleep in my nice bed, enjoy Friday and Saturday, go to the wedding Saturday evening, enjoy Sunday and leave Monday late morning. (And we have Tuesday off, but I figured it'd be best to get back Monday anyway). Finish out that week, the last week of the semester. Go crazy trying to study everything I didn't learn the rest of the semester that weekend. Take finals the next week. Institute Christmas party Saturday night the 19th. Theoretically go home Sunday morning, hopefully early. The end.
I know it's crazy, and I'll probably do terribly on my finals, but whatever. I need home. And I'd be a pathetic mess if I missed Thanksgiving with my family, and I'd hate to miss this last wedding. I'm already missing the November wedding, and I'm really really bummed about that. So whatever. The tickets! They were $75 before fees! I mean, really, that's like...nothing! It's amazing! AND both are direct flights, I mean, to and from are both direct. I think. The only less than wonderful part is that they're in and out of Dulles, which is less easy to get to than Reagan. I'm hoping one of my lovely friends might be willing to take me and/or pick me up. It is possible to get there using the metro and then a metro bus, so I can do that if I have to. But anyway.
I miss home. We're down to the three week range now. (I mean, it's a little more than three weeks, but yeah.) I don't know what I'm going to do next semester - there's only one wedding (that I know of!), and I'm not sure what the date is but last I heard it's in April or something. And I don't know what I'll be doing for spring break or whatever. I feel pathetic for going home all the time for breaks, like I always did in college. But, I mean, if I'm going to be paying money to go somewhere, is there really a better place to go than CO? Yeah, didn't think so. Anyway. Whatever. We'll see.
Tomorrow I'm going to an Eastern Rite church. A group of us decided to go. Should be interesting - doubly so because I'm DRIVING there. On the INTERSTATE, even. Yeah. Thus far my driving in the DC area has been confined to an approximately 2 mile radius around my home. And not even a radius, really, but a line. So I'm a little terrified that I'm going to just have bad things happen tomorrow. And in my lovely friend's car, who was kind enough to let me borrow it while she's out of town this week because she knows I don't have a car. Very nice of her. I'd like to repay it by NOT wrecking her car. So we'll see. Here's hoping and praying it all goes well.
Tonight was my friend's annual (at least two years running now!) Halloween party. Last year I went as a goth. I pulled it off disturbingly well. This year I could have gone in the same vein and added some knitting needles to the mix to make my character of The Knitter come to life. (If you haven't seen that picture of me, you should.) Except I'm not there. (And would have wanted to do something happier, as I didn't enjoy being goth last year.) All my friends out there are, and I'm here all alone...sigh. Whatever.
I went to an All Saints Day Vigil celebration thing tonight at the Dominican House here, across the street from the CUA campus. It was beautiful. I really like Dominicans. And being Catholic. And being around other people who like being Catholic. (And other people who like Dominicans.) Good times. Also, I'm a bit concerned that I'm better friends with more second years than I am with first years...because that means that I'm just going to have to say good bye sooner to a whole new group of good friends I've made this year, since most of the second years will be dispersing after they graduate in May. I should have stayed away from second years and only hung out with first years, because then I'd at least get to delay saying good bye for an extra year. Or I could have just avoided both altogether by staying away from everyone and not getting close to anyone.
I haven't been able to upload pictures to Facebook in over a month. It's really frustrating me. Every time I try, and I have no idea why it's not letting me. Everyone else and their mom (and my mom!) can, but not me. Boo Facebook.
Well, I'm gonna go knit and maybe watch a few episodes of The Office or some Harry Potter or something (it is Halloween, after all). yay.
Did I mention yet that I got tickets to go back home for the last wedding of the season for $96? Yeah. It's pretty awesome. It's the weekend after Thanksgiving, which means this is how the last few weeks of the semester will go: Fly home Wednesday morning before Thanksgiving. Enjoy time with family, friends, and turkey. (And maybe some snow? Except I'm hesitant even to hope for that because with my luck Colorado is going to get a big snowstorm one of the days I'm traveling, since that's just the way things happen for me.) Go home on Monday. Go to class Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Fly home Thursday night because my Friday class is canceled that week (well, moved to that Wednesday). Perfect. Get home very late Thursday night, sleep in my nice bed, enjoy Friday and Saturday, go to the wedding Saturday evening, enjoy Sunday and leave Monday late morning. (And we have Tuesday off, but I figured it'd be best to get back Monday anyway). Finish out that week, the last week of the semester. Go crazy trying to study everything I didn't learn the rest of the semester that weekend. Take finals the next week. Institute Christmas party Saturday night the 19th. Theoretically go home Sunday morning, hopefully early. The end.
I know it's crazy, and I'll probably do terribly on my finals, but whatever. I need home. And I'd be a pathetic mess if I missed Thanksgiving with my family, and I'd hate to miss this last wedding. I'm already missing the November wedding, and I'm really really bummed about that. So whatever. The tickets! They were $75 before fees! I mean, really, that's like...nothing! It's amazing! AND both are direct flights, I mean, to and from are both direct. I think. The only less than wonderful part is that they're in and out of Dulles, which is less easy to get to than Reagan. I'm hoping one of my lovely friends might be willing to take me and/or pick me up. It is possible to get there using the metro and then a metro bus, so I can do that if I have to. But anyway.
I miss home. We're down to the three week range now. (I mean, it's a little more than three weeks, but yeah.) I don't know what I'm going to do next semester - there's only one wedding (that I know of!), and I'm not sure what the date is but last I heard it's in April or something. And I don't know what I'll be doing for spring break or whatever. I feel pathetic for going home all the time for breaks, like I always did in college. But, I mean, if I'm going to be paying money to go somewhere, is there really a better place to go than CO? Yeah, didn't think so. Anyway. Whatever. We'll see.
Tomorrow I'm going to an Eastern Rite church. A group of us decided to go. Should be interesting - doubly so because I'm DRIVING there. On the INTERSTATE, even. Yeah. Thus far my driving in the DC area has been confined to an approximately 2 mile radius around my home. And not even a radius, really, but a line. So I'm a little terrified that I'm going to just have bad things happen tomorrow. And in my lovely friend's car, who was kind enough to let me borrow it while she's out of town this week because she knows I don't have a car. Very nice of her. I'd like to repay it by NOT wrecking her car. So we'll see. Here's hoping and praying it all goes well.
Tonight was my friend's annual (at least two years running now!) Halloween party. Last year I went as a goth. I pulled it off disturbingly well. This year I could have gone in the same vein and added some knitting needles to the mix to make my character of The Knitter come to life. (If you haven't seen that picture of me, you should.) Except I'm not there. (And would have wanted to do something happier, as I didn't enjoy being goth last year.) All my friends out there are, and I'm here all alone...sigh. Whatever.
I went to an All Saints Day Vigil celebration thing tonight at the Dominican House here, across the street from the CUA campus. It was beautiful. I really like Dominicans. And being Catholic. And being around other people who like being Catholic. (And other people who like Dominicans.) Good times. Also, I'm a bit concerned that I'm better friends with more second years than I am with first years...because that means that I'm just going to have to say good bye sooner to a whole new group of good friends I've made this year, since most of the second years will be dispersing after they graduate in May. I should have stayed away from second years and only hung out with first years, because then I'd at least get to delay saying good bye for an extra year. Or I could have just avoided both altogether by staying away from everyone and not getting close to anyone.
I haven't been able to upload pictures to Facebook in over a month. It's really frustrating me. Every time I try, and I have no idea why it's not letting me. Everyone else and their mom (and my mom!) can, but not me. Boo Facebook.
Well, I'm gonna go knit and maybe watch a few episodes of The Office or some Harry Potter or something (it is Halloween, after all). yay.
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