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ahh, that relieved feeling when things are nearly over...
all i have left is my poetry portfolio, which i'm entitling "half truths from a blonde liar." i think that sounds nice. overall, it'll include about 15 poems, originals, a self reflective paper, and a poetry review. i've chosen anne carson's the beauty of the husband. i like free verse. free verse, mind you, not blank verse. i also like that the rest of the class hated the book, which means i'll probably be the only one to review it. i will admit that i'll miss my poetry class. there was a strong sense of community there, and really, i never show anything i write to anyone. that's because i'm not a writer. but my classmates always made me feel like one, and that was nice.
i went to the capstone tonight. capstone is sort of like graduation - it's where members of the graduating class read from their works. i'm slowly working up to my idea. i'm going to do a cookbook, i think. the same cookbook that i pitched in my editing class last semester. "eat me: singles' recipes from the xyz generation," or something to that effect. i'll probably need a shorter title, if only for marketing purposes. anyhow, on a slightly different note, i thought it would be funny to produce an erotic novel - then read choice exerpts from it. but that may not go over as well as a cookbook.
nick was telling me about a friend of his going through the throes of new relationship bliss. i really miss that. i mean, i'm happy where i am, and wouldn't trade it - but there's something fun about a new crush, or staying up until 7am talking to someone because you want to know everything about them. after a while, i mean, i guess you run out of old things. it makes me wonder about my grandparents, who have been together for 50 years - what do they talk about? i mean, don't get me wrong, i enjoy sharing silence. that's one of th ebest things about nick. i like traveling with him, because i'm comfortable just being with him. i don't have to talk to him to know what's going on. all it takes is an arched brow, or something. but there is something about a crush.
what else is new?
i burned the hell out of my arm today. my bicep, really. i was pulling my cheese toast out of the oven this morning (i'm an avid breakfast eater) and somehow managed to burn the top of my arm twice. it looks like i have colonel stripes or something. the top one's blistering up. the second one isn't. so maybe i'll only have one scar. i'm a menace to myself.
i'm looking forward to this weekend. i'm going to stay home, get my poetry portfolio together, and try and catch up on sleep. after i turn in my portfolio, i'm done with classes until june. in june i'm taking a document design course. working with macs! yay! speaking of macs, tiger comes out tomorrow. my brother's driving up to wait in line at lenox for it. i may drop by and say hi to him, after i drop my dad off to pick up his truck in villa rica. i'm supposed to pick my dad up at the airport at 2. i hope traffic's not assinine.
niki and i ate at carpe diem last night, in decatur. (where it smells so sweet...) it was very good. i had wild mushroom penne pasta, with chopped up asparagus. so yummy. i'm looking forward to the upcoming weeks where i can devote more time to enjoying life. speaking of life, i'm going to start back on a regular work-out schedule. i'm feeling so blah - and exercise really does help. it's funny, 4 years ago, my shrink told me that. who would have guessed she was right? it's not that i want to lose weight, it's that i want my clothes to fit better. my pants are tighter around my thighs than i'm comfortable with.
on that note, i'm gonna drink some coke and reread harry potter.
all i have left is my poetry portfolio, which i'm entitling "half truths from a blonde liar." i think that sounds nice. overall, it'll include about 15 poems, originals, a self reflective paper, and a poetry review. i've chosen anne carson's the beauty of the husband. i like free verse. free verse, mind you, not blank verse. i also like that the rest of the class hated the book, which means i'll probably be the only one to review it. i will admit that i'll miss my poetry class. there was a strong sense of community there, and really, i never show anything i write to anyone. that's because i'm not a writer. but my classmates always made me feel like one, and that was nice.
i went to the capstone tonight. capstone is sort of like graduation - it's where members of the graduating class read from their works. i'm slowly working up to my idea. i'm going to do a cookbook, i think. the same cookbook that i pitched in my editing class last semester. "eat me: singles' recipes from the xyz generation," or something to that effect. i'll probably need a shorter title, if only for marketing purposes. anyhow, on a slightly different note, i thought it would be funny to produce an erotic novel - then read choice exerpts from it. but that may not go over as well as a cookbook.
nick was telling me about a friend of his going through the throes of new relationship bliss. i really miss that. i mean, i'm happy where i am, and wouldn't trade it - but there's something fun about a new crush, or staying up until 7am talking to someone because you want to know everything about them. after a while, i mean, i guess you run out of old things. it makes me wonder about my grandparents, who have been together for 50 years - what do they talk about? i mean, don't get me wrong, i enjoy sharing silence. that's one of th ebest things about nick. i like traveling with him, because i'm comfortable just being with him. i don't have to talk to him to know what's going on. all it takes is an arched brow, or something. but there is something about a crush.
what else is new?
i burned the hell out of my arm today. my bicep, really. i was pulling my cheese toast out of the oven this morning (i'm an avid breakfast eater) and somehow managed to burn the top of my arm twice. it looks like i have colonel stripes or something. the top one's blistering up. the second one isn't. so maybe i'll only have one scar. i'm a menace to myself.
i'm looking forward to this weekend. i'm going to stay home, get my poetry portfolio together, and try and catch up on sleep. after i turn in my portfolio, i'm done with classes until june. in june i'm taking a document design course. working with macs! yay! speaking of macs, tiger comes out tomorrow. my brother's driving up to wait in line at lenox for it. i may drop by and say hi to him, after i drop my dad off to pick up his truck in villa rica. i'm supposed to pick my dad up at the airport at 2. i hope traffic's not assinine.
niki and i ate at carpe diem last night, in decatur. (where it smells so sweet...) it was very good. i had wild mushroom penne pasta, with chopped up asparagus. so yummy. i'm looking forward to the upcoming weeks where i can devote more time to enjoying life. speaking of life, i'm going to start back on a regular work-out schedule. i'm feeling so blah - and exercise really does help. it's funny, 4 years ago, my shrink told me that. who would have guessed she was right? it's not that i want to lose weight, it's that i want my clothes to fit better. my pants are tighter around my thighs than i'm comfortable with.
on that note, i'm gonna drink some coke and reread harry potter.