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April 8th, 2009

Wednesday, April 8th, 2009 10:52 pm
- laundry! I meant to do that!
- other silly little tasks, like actually putting taxes in the mail and calling about that broken window
+ I have a copy of Goerss and Jardine's book in my apartment right now! You have no idea how happy I am about this. Suffice to say, it is unreasonable.
+ This is because they had it at the Loyola library. On the way back from which, I found an Easter egg. With candy! The Easter Bunny is real, if a little bad at timing.
~ sugar high. I should keep less sugar in the apartment, but it is tasty.
+ feeling positive about math
+ lots of contras this weekend
+ no longer feeling awkward about the contra people. much.
+ Mike can talk like a normal person again.
- new annoying health worry: my mother. Hopefully nothing is actually wrong. Will know Friday.
+ sunshine and flowers
+ puppies and kittens and unicorns. Well, not really. They just wanted to go with the sunshine and flowers.
- There really is a lot of laundry I mean to do. And other stuff!
+ and no time in which to do it. Why? Because I am busy doing fun things.
- or being on the bus to Hyde Park, I guess.
+ actually, I rather like the bus
- that hat I was trying to make seems to want to be done shrinking, and it is still enormous
? what should I do with all these knitting projects that I don't really want the finished objects of?
? Sarah, where are you moving to?
+ ending sentences with prepositions.
+ peanut butter chocolate cake from Blind Faith Cafe
+ cooking
+ cooking recipes from that Hungarian cookbook, which means reading Hungarian, which is surprisingly feasible
- which makes me miss Hungary/ Eva/ Mike/ Katie, even. Silly people who do schoolwork and suchlike.
+ Rachel Ries. And my unreasonable crush on her.
+ I talked to a stranger in a bar. I feel that is a Crucial Life Experience. Which I can now put behind me, or do more of.
+ I had this entertaining dream about the contra people, where I could tell it was meant to be the contra people, by the interpersonal relationships we were discussing, but none of the people were actually who they were meant to be. It was like a play. In my mind. Which, obviously, was acting out the processing it needed done. It was great, because it was so easy to interpret.
~ I tend to think of myself as a cautious person, but maybe this is not quite so. I'm not sure what to make of the reflections I've been having on this subject. Maybe I'm afraid of strangers in the wrong ways; I will pretty much get in the car, but I'm still iffy on the talking thing. That seems backwards.