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Friday, 08 January 2010

  • Somehow, I've ended up on a bit of a buying frenzy... two scarves on Etsy.com, vegan fringe boots from WhatIsReality's fashionblog, and old magazines (Style Sample). All things inexpensive, but still. Then again, a $300 order was returned to Endless.com, so...

    FJ: (b) 80cal yogurt + I'm making coffee.

    On today's radar: a possible trip to get nails done and pick up Urban Outfitters package on campus... then online revisions to the Creative Writing shell. I'll work on the 120 shell(s) once they get copied over, etc. I just need to remind myself to think one week at a time with classes; I tend to overwhelm myself by thinking of cool ideas for, like, a project in Week 16. Errrg. Write 'em down, girl, and keep the mind current!

    Finished God-Shaped Hole last night, and immediately called the bf after and left a message. Fiction has the ability to confuse me... I know the characters aren't real, but their deaths are just as sad. Perhaps I've just read too much non-fiction lately; yet, I like the flaws of real characters. Next on my list... Bitter is the New Black? Go Ask Alice? I don't know...

Thursday, 07 January 2010

  • Sherri emailed me that my English120 documents are ready to rock-n-roll. I just sent her my two PDFs for the Creative Writing class. Perfect timing since I'm feeling pooped. Only been here three hours, and my body is tired tired tired. Mentally, I'm draining myself too thinking about all the stuff yet to do before next week. It can all wait, the tiny procrastinator in me says. It truly can; most of it is online organization and revision. Yea.
  • The only main goal of this blustery Thursday? Get to campus, use my PC's Primo PDF to switch my on-campus 120 syllabus to a PDF (apparently the free converters online I used from my Mac don't convert fonts well, and it's not like I was using weird ones - Futura Condensed!), and hopefully wrap up the Creative Writing syllabus and do the same to it before emailing it to the Copy Center peeps.

    So, yea, two syllabi for three classes. The other classes (120) are online or the second 8-weeks (105). Shouldn't be too tough to complete those two things today, but I'm still feeling funky (the beginnings of a cold, I suspect - congestion and fatigue still). I even told myself to sleep in, but I could stay zonked out passed 9am. Huh.

    Found out yesterday that Beat Spirit, this itty bitty book I was going to use for Creative Writing is out-of-print. Poo! So, I'll have to scan in some parts.

    FJ: (b, 10am?) Coffee + whole wheat bagel w/jam & p.butter + mini-Twix. (l, 2pm?) 3 slices of steak quesadillas + water + 90cal mini-delights chocolate drizzle (by Quaker?). Wasn't super hungry for the mini-delights; that's what working in front of computer does - makes you eat without needing to or something like that. (d) water + a taste of an experiment (noodley, santa fe-ish, ckn soup = had to toss) + shredded wheat w/soy milk and cinnamon. I think I had a yogurt too?

Wednesday, 06 January 2010

  • FJ: (b) coffee + maple brown sugar oatmeal w/soy milk. (s) 80?calorie yogurt + more coffee. (l) whole-wheat bagel + jam&p.butter, water, two(2) slices of SaraLee bread w/jam&p.butter too. (d) @theWilkin w/Taya: coffee Baileys, water, chips and salsa, cup o ckn tortilla soup. Purchased steak quesadillas, but didn't eat 'em = useful for tomorrow's lunch! Oh, and a diet vanilla vodka too. {Edit: After reading for a few hours last night, my stomach growled... normally, I like an empty stomach when going to bed but not one that is growling, so I ate 1/4 of the quesadillas, the smallest pie piece, and a tiny mini-Dark Chocolate Hersheys.}

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

by e.e. cummings

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