the week in review (midweek)
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This weekend my dear frend from the Oaktown came up to visit us. It was good to see her and i love showing my town of to everyone who visits. It was reaining, in true PDX form, but we ventured out nevertheless. In true PDX form, she was hit on skeezefully at the bus stop, and my little tour of downtown was made tha much more true-to-life!
Went to go see the Decemberists play on Friday which was really great. I love it when you hear music so beautiful and eerie that just rips into your heart with guitar picks and drum keys and, in this case, a violin bow; music that shreds you up inside and keeps you from being still. Lately i haven't been able to listen to or see anything sad or I'l just burst into tears. Fortunately the Decemberists weren't sad, They were just, really, really good and we danced and danced until we were almost dead. It was like sex or something.
Even though it's bitterly cold outside I feel glowing and good. I was feeling black and terrible for so long. I'm trying to shake the bad dream that was fall break by snuggling, watching Ally G, and sleeping in. According to nurse Absinthe, this seems like the best possible cure. <3
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Ever since a fire extinguisher fell off the wall at work (coating the entire place with this white powdery smoky dust), making every surface in the bar look like a cocaine party from a 70's movie, or a snowstorm inside of hell, I've had a lingering cough. My glands looked like bowling balls for a couples days but I seem to be alright now. The school nurse's prognosis was inconclusive. "Maybe you have a virus? It could be mono. I don't know what's in fire extunguishers exactly." Thank goodness all those years at med school paid off. I prefer to let my space doctor friend diagnose me.
I am having a little bit of an academic crisis. I suppose I've been having one for this entire school year. I can't seem to turn in anything less than a couple hours late or come to class on time. I get argued with in class when i didn't realize I was being opinionated. My papers come back with either placating or worrying comments. I can't seem to measure anything to save my life in sculpture class and the prof tells me to stop being so hard on myself, it doesn't have to be perfect. I get my grades and it's always "satisfactory, saitsfatory, saisfactory." Quizs, Quizs, Quizs.
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This weekend my dear frend from the Oaktown came up to visit us. It was good to see her and i love showing my town of to everyone who visits. It was reaining, in true PDX form, but we ventured out nevertheless. In true PDX form, she was hit on skeezefully at the bus stop, and my little tour of downtown was made tha much more true-to-life!
Went to go see the Decemberists play on Friday which was really great. I love it when you hear music so beautiful and eerie that just rips into your heart with guitar picks and drum keys and, in this case, a violin bow; music that shreds you up inside and keeps you from being still. Lately i haven't been able to listen to or see anything sad or I'l just burst into tears. Fortunately the Decemberists weren't sad, They were just, really, really good and we danced and danced until we were almost dead. It was like sex or something.
Even though it's bitterly cold outside I feel glowing and good. I was feeling black and terrible for so long. I'm trying to shake the bad dream that was fall break by snuggling, watching Ally G, and sleeping in. According to nurse Absinthe, this seems like the best possible cure. <3
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Ever since a fire extinguisher fell off the wall at work (coating the entire place with this white powdery smoky dust), making every surface in the bar look like a cocaine party from a 70's movie, or a snowstorm inside of hell, I've had a lingering cough. My glands looked like bowling balls for a couples days but I seem to be alright now. The school nurse's prognosis was inconclusive. "Maybe you have a virus? It could be mono. I don't know what's in fire extunguishers exactly." Thank goodness all those years at med school paid off. I prefer to let my space doctor friend diagnose me.
I am having a little bit of an academic crisis. I suppose I've been having one for this entire school year. I can't seem to turn in anything less than a couple hours late or come to class on time. I get argued with in class when i didn't realize I was being opinionated. My papers come back with either placating or worrying comments. I can't seem to measure anything to save my life in sculpture class and the prof tells me to stop being so hard on myself, it doesn't have to be perfect. I get my grades and it's always "satisfactory, saitsfatory, saisfactory." Quizs, Quizs, Quizs.
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xoxojustin
It sounds like you've been having fun, for the most part! I'm jealous of you for seeing the Decemberists live.
I'm pretty sure mono isnt in fire extinguishers. But I'd bet whatever it is is not stuff that belongs in lungs. Maybe it made your lungs more vulnerable to getting sick from some bug going around.
Your academic crisis sounds sort of like how I am when something is bugging me. Is something bugging you?