Wednesday, August 31, 2005
i look like a dork in bike shorts.
and my thighs are sort of aching. but: i now own a bike. get ready, manhattan.
my p. in new orleans is okay, although she doesn't know anything about her house yet. i am thinking of her and trying to appreciate that however sad i get about leaving here, i'm returning to an intact household.
and the seattle trip provided more cud to chew on than i've previously implied. summary: people are in favor of graduate school. they support a certain hey-try-it-out approach, and don't seem to think i should be overly concerned about loans and useless degrees. and one wise, wise chum had this to say about my realization that half of why i do anything is so that i'll get a gold star next to my name:
"if you can get past that, sister, there's no end to what you can do."
we agreed it might be a lifetime struggle.
also, two of my most intuitive friends laid money that new york would grow on me in ways i can't currently imagine and that i will want to stay. i have to say this makes me kind of giggle, but . . . who knows, i guess. if i really am going to grad school--assuming i, you know, get in--i guess we'll be there for at least a short while.
mostly, they were very reassuring. things will be okay.
and pictures to follow of the best baby ever in the world.
my p. in new orleans is okay, although she doesn't know anything about her house yet. i am thinking of her and trying to appreciate that however sad i get about leaving here, i'm returning to an intact household.
and the seattle trip provided more cud to chew on than i've previously implied. summary: people are in favor of graduate school. they support a certain hey-try-it-out approach, and don't seem to think i should be overly concerned about loans and useless degrees. and one wise, wise chum had this to say about my realization that half of why i do anything is so that i'll get a gold star next to my name:
"if you can get past that, sister, there's no end to what you can do."
we agreed it might be a lifetime struggle.
also, two of my most intuitive friends laid money that new york would grow on me in ways i can't currently imagine and that i will want to stay. i have to say this makes me kind of giggle, but . . . who knows, i guess. if i really am going to grad school--assuming i, you know, get in--i guess we'll be there for at least a short while.
mostly, they were very reassuring. things will be okay.
and pictures to follow of the best baby ever in the world.
