Thursday, August 28, 2008


Whoo!  Everything thesis-proposal-related is complete and approved!  I feel 10 pounds lighter.

Seriously, though, if every Tuesday and Thursday the rest of the semester is like this, I may end up with high blood pressure after all!  This has been nuts.  Every break between classes has involved chasing down professors, making changes on my proposal, chasing down more professors, answering for changes made in my syllabus, and spending 40 minutes trying to find a damned parking spot!  Yeah, it's been a nutty day... and I still have a 3:30-4:45 and a 6:30-9:20 class left today.  I may stay in bed tomorrow until right before Megan comes over for our walk.  Gah.

Strangely, though, I'm not nearly as wiped out as I would have been last semester.  I guess going to the chiropractor and exercising is making a difference--not one I noticed from day to day, but more when I'm under stress.  My head feels a little tense, but not on the verge of a migraine, and I'm actually still a little hyper.  What's up with that?

Oh, and I get no lunch today.  I broke the tab off of my Chef Boyardee container, and now I can't open the can without a can-opener.  I think I walked under a ladder in my sleep last night, or else I broke an unseen mirror. 

*stomach growls*

2 more hours... I can handle 2 more hours without food... I think.

Maybe music with soothe the savage breast today.  Oh, Mp3 player....!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

[Day One, Semester Three]

I've already had two students fall asleep in class.  Looks like I'm off and running!  Funny thing... it was one student in each class, and yet they both sat in the same section of the class.  Maybe I should declare that area off-limits.

My thesis proposal is finally approved.  Whoo!

So far, I'm pretty organized.  We'll see how long that lasts.

I overslept this morning.  Dumb-head here forgot to turn the alarm on after setting the time.  Smooth.

In 25 minutes, I can go home.  Sleep sounds lovely.

[/End of staccato sentences]

Thursday, August 21, 2008

[The New Year Commences]

Ack!  A summer with only two 3-week breaks goes by hecka fast.  I'm in orientation today, visiting my grandparents this weekend, and classes (for me) start on Tuesday.  Gah!  I still haven't gotten my last signature on my thesis proposal, and it's starting to stress me out.  I have to turn in the proposal to get into the thesis hours "class", and the deadline is rapidly approaching...

If you don't hear from me much over the next nine months, don't be surprised.  I'm going to be running amok with 9 hours of classes, 6 hours I'm teaching, my thesis, and mentoring.  Oh, and I'm actually going to be exercising regularly from now on--I've got an accountability partner in Megan.  At some point, I have to eat, sleep, recoup, go to church and Bible study, and not completely neglect my family and friends.

It's gonna be grand, let me tell ya.

I need a nap. 

Thursday, August 14, 2008

[Scents of Fall]

The weather is perfect.  My window is open--for the first time this summer, I might add--and suddenly I feel transported back to the porch swing at the Jefferson house in Kirksville on a late September evening. 

Katie and Jenna are in and out, stopping for a few minutes to breathe in the air before heading to small groups or leadership meetings.  The leaves on the tree in front of the porch screen are beginning to turn gold on the edges, and that guy with the flopping combover just jogged past me, making me smile. 

In my mind, I see Craig, Keith, and Evan out walking, perhaps to visit Matt, Matthew, Joe, and Chase at the Porch house down the street.  Kate just hugged me from behind, planting an affectionate kiss on my head before heading upstairs to write a psychology paper.  I see Liz in the living room studying from her nursing books, and Ally just sat down next to me to hug me and ask what she can pray about for me.  Andrea and Sunshine are coming over later to watch chickflicks, eat killer brownies, and have a gigglefest. 

Suddenly, I have a double-whammy, paradoxical craving for quiche and chai tea lattes at JavaCo and a classic La Pachanga taco salad and frozen margarita.  I have the urge to walk down to the square and peruse through one of the used book stores or see what's playing at the Downtown Cinema 8.  I could walk to campus and see who I randomly run into that I haven't seen since freshman year.  I'd love to sit in the sunken garden with a good book and smell the distinctly sweet, rotting perfume of leaves and undergrowth.  I wonder if Brantley and Jason are going to form a game of Capture the Flag down on the grassy knoll between Pershing and Barnett Hall. 

I'll never forget.

[How Could I Forget?]

I nearly forgot to post pictures of my new hairdo, an especially dreadful thing to do, since I put blue streaks in it again. I think the streaks make the haircut work much better. That, and I thoroughly enjoy seeing Mom's face when I walk in the door with sapphire blue hair. Ha.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

[No Surgery!]

Read the title!

The tumor's still here, but it's really just a fatty tissue mass that people frequently get.  Though it's still causing some discomfort when I walk a long way (like last night... boy oh boy did I walk!), removing it would actually cause more problems, since we could never achieve symmetry, and my body would always be trying to compensate. 

My count remains at sixteen for the time being.  My already-affected brain says thank you.

Oh, and I only have to have one more gingivitis treatment instead of two!  My gums are responding well. 

I may live to be older than dirt yet!

Now, to get my thesis proposal approved.  If I could just track down my three thesis readers today...

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

[News, News, and More News]

Whoo!  I got an A in my summer class, and for those of you prone to rolling your eyes in complete and utter, "Well, duh!" let me tell you, I didn't expect it this time.  At all.  I have little natural ability toward formal writing--I'm a narrative writer through and through; this professor very much preferred the formal style.  Yeah, it was tough for me.  But... it's over!

New pending ordeal on the horizon: surgery number seventeen.  Yes, that's right... I have an appointment with a surgeon on Monday.  It turns out that I've got a tumor (almost certainly benign, so no worries, worriers) in my lower back.  It's the reason I've been having trouble walking or standing for extended periods of time, possibly for the past few years.  It measures about 3x6 cm., and it's got to come out before my insurance runs out in December. 

I'm not worried about it, and neither should you, but prayers are appreciated, as I would like to keep it something not to worry about. ;) 

I'm at home for the week.  I'm getting very fat.  I swear, my mom has no notion of normal-sized portions.  For breakfast yesterday, for example, she piled four waffles and two sausage links on a plate and set it in front of me.  My normal breakfast?  A small pastry or a pancake-and-sausage-on-a-stick (looks like a corn dog) and a cup of caffeinated glory.  That's it.  It's plenty.  And if I don't eat all on my plate, Mom asks something like, "You mean you didn't like it?"  Sigh. 

I'm heading back on Friday... and back on a healthy diet.  I like the food she cooks--very much--but not that large of portions every day, especially when I'm inactive like I am in this weather. 

End gripe.

New gripe.

So, last night, I tried to record Now, Voyager, with Bette Davis and Paul Henreid (brilliant movie, by the way).  Weather had interfered back in May, and I'd been waiting all this time for another chance. A half hour into the film... the satellite lost its signal.  Insert fury.  Yeah, I was not happy.  I'm starting to think there's a curse on my attempts to get this movie into my collection. 

End second major gripe.

Okay, so, if you're reading this at my actual website (rather than on Facebook), could you do me a favor and drop me a comment?  I just want to get an idea who's reading this (if anyone).  I think I'm going to try to set it up so you have to check on my actual website ( to read the entry... maybe just posting a note on facebook notifying everyone that there is a new post available for viewing.  Hey, call it vanity if you must, but I put a lot of effort into making this site look the way I wanted it. 

I know, I'm weird.  A little nuts, too.  But that's why you love me, isn't it? ;)

Oh, I nearly forgot to mention... I walloped my hair off again.  The length is still almost the same, but it's got a lot more layers, and it's a pretty modern hairstyle.  I like it, but I'm still getting used to it.  I have pictures posted on facebook, though I think I'm going to have to put some up with the hair straightened.  I think I like the way it lays better that way. 

You should have seen the hair I lost, though.  I have uber-thick hair, if you didn't know, and I got a look at that pile of hair on the floor, swept in the corner, and it looked like two or three pomeranians had fallen asleep together.  It. Was. A. Ton. Of. Hair.