it's been a while since i've written or read anything to do with blogs. okay, a while for me. class and life have both been a bit overwhelming and busy, which you think i'd be used to by now... we found out yesterday or so via e-mail that regent is shutting down its dc campus. the ridiculously vague e-mail gave no indication of timeline and so gave all of us a bit of anxiety. today during class there was an impromptu meeting to give us a bit more information and separate those who should panic from those who should not. (in case you're wondering, i was on the no worries list, so even though i'm a bit perplexed at the shutting down of the campus after the program finally got a decent enrollment, i'm not panicked.) anyway, also since i last posted, dad got his knee operated on. he was/is walking around with a cane and was on vicadin for about a day, plus he was as grumpy as, well, he always is, so many "house" references were made. :D and the one hungarian lady that goes to my church is about to have the very same part of her knee operated on, which is just weirdly coincidental.
easter was good. a bit... slow-moving. but good.
i'm feeling very unepiphanical at the moment. i think i used all my brain power for the week on my exam and paper. i've been really moody lately - moody in the sense that i'll have three or four times each day that i think, 'i should watch that movie/listen to that song... i'm TOTALLY in the right mood for it.' the problem comes at times like now when i could've popped in a movie to sleep to, but now i don't recall any of the movies i've considered, plus i doubt i'd still be in the mood for them. the weirdness that is me.
oh! now i remember why i
needed to post. i was going to share the quote of the month with you, even if it is slightly sad and weird if you don't know larry bramble or the circumstances surrounding its utterance. "helen belongs at aa meetings like i belong at church." i think it mostly just makes me happy that barry still remembers who i am, at least enough to say the above. how can you not love barry? (no one comment that you can if you don't know him. it's simply not true.) anyway, i got the quote from diane when she dropped by for dinner. good times, funny times. tripping drunk guys crack me up! sadly, i missed ang, but i'll make sure to catch up with her later.
i killed my hair. i don't know what chemical combination did it, but between my shampoo, conditioner, and spray stuff, vanessa became decidedly unhappy. and she let me know. i feel bad.
okay, to sleep with me. i'm babbling, and i need to get up tomorrow (and not drink coffee). g'night!