Whoa, weekend, who let you get out of control?
These last couple of days have been, um, interesting: emotions ranging from exuberantly happy to content to somber to downright distraught. The centerpiece of the weekend this time around were the two parties that were hosted in my apartment, and although these in and of themselves evoked a wide range of reactions from me, I would say that on the whole they were exciting and fun. Friday's was large, loud, and half of the people I didn't know, but I also manage to leave for a couple hours, go on a walk, chat -- it was fun. Saturday's was smaller and more fun -- more or less the TWELFTH NIGHT folks -- and that was a lot more fun for me, personally, although by this point I was awfully tired and worn out and the evening wasn't quite as I had hoped.
Oh yes, TWELFTH NIGHT -- I have not updated since I actually GOT A PART in a mainstage play here at Kenyon. This of course brings me one step closer to having done literally everything at some point in a big-time show at Kenyon. It also affords me the opportunity to showcase my wondrous talent. Hahaha. Ok, so the talent isn't so wondrous, and the part reflects that: I'm the sea captain, who appears in Act 1, Scene 2 and then gets mysterious detained and does not return. But I'm not complaining (although I suppose I did at one point); it is really nice to be an actor, if only for a change of pace.
But back to the subject of the whole update -- the past several days. Aside from the big-time B2 parties, the weekend was also chock-full of other things, like recovering from a tiring week full of lots of reading; a trip to Easton for shopping, dinner, etc.; and preparing for a tiring week full of lots of reading and an essay and a quiz and so on. The work part is boring, so I'll talk about Easton: it was pretty fun, but probably I've had better. The whole day was very weird, I think for a lot of us, just because of people wanting to go in different directions and needing to be back for the party and so on. It was a big group too: B2+ (8 people) went in two cars together and then we met up briefly with Lauren and co. once we got there. I must admit wishing that we could have worked out an opportunity to have spent more time with that group, but Nate and I, who were on our own for dinner as it worked out, had a pretty nice time browsing the Discovery Channel Store and Sharper Image, eating at Max and Erma's (not terribly exciting but, for both of us, just what we were looking for) and chatting and sitting on benches and so on. I never have known Nate terribly well, but it was nice to spend some time with him.
Wow. This post has been unlike me -- long and overly detailed and not tongue-in-cheek and probably boring to read. I apologize for that (though not enough to delete anything) and will "quickly" wrap up with the more emotional/esoteric components of my weekend. I hate to say that I feel confused, but that's probably what it is. My surprising tiredness can't have helped, and the fact that this time of year REALLY sucks in the Flaherty household doesn't improve things. A close friend of the family passed away on Monday, adding to the long list of people important to me who have died in the first 2+ weeks of September. But there is current "stuff" that is surely contributing as well. My relationships with many people are drastically changing -- largely, though far from exclusively, as a result of suddenly living with people that I actually tend to hang out with. More importantly, those relationships do not seem to be falling into patterns that I'm used to -- people newly fitting into certain niches seem intent on filling them in different ways. What's that? You say "of course"? Yes, clearly, different people make for different interactions and permutations on relationships, etc. But let's just say that change, at least socially, isn't exactly one of my strong suits; I wish I were better at that...
Oh yes, TWELFTH NIGHT -- I have not updated since I actually GOT A PART in a mainstage play here at Kenyon. This of course brings me one step closer to having done literally everything at some point in a big-time show at Kenyon. It also affords me the opportunity to showcase my wondrous talent. Hahaha. Ok, so the talent isn't so wondrous, and the part reflects that: I'm the sea captain, who appears in Act 1, Scene 2 and then gets mysterious detained and does not return. But I'm not complaining (although I suppose I did at one point); it is really nice to be an actor, if only for a change of pace.
But back to the subject of the whole update -- the past several days. Aside from the big-time B2 parties, the weekend was also chock-full of other things, like recovering from a tiring week full of lots of reading; a trip to Easton for shopping, dinner, etc.; and preparing for a tiring week full of lots of reading and an essay and a quiz and so on. The work part is boring, so I'll talk about Easton: it was pretty fun, but probably I've had better. The whole day was very weird, I think for a lot of us, just because of people wanting to go in different directions and needing to be back for the party and so on. It was a big group too: B2+ (8 people) went in two cars together and then we met up briefly with Lauren and co. once we got there. I must admit wishing that we could have worked out an opportunity to have spent more time with that group, but Nate and I, who were on our own for dinner as it worked out, had a pretty nice time browsing the Discovery Channel Store and Sharper Image, eating at Max and Erma's (not terribly exciting but, for both of us, just what we were looking for) and chatting and sitting on benches and so on. I never have known Nate terribly well, but it was nice to spend some time with him.
Wow. This post has been unlike me -- long and overly detailed and not tongue-in-cheek and probably boring to read. I apologize for that (though not enough to delete anything) and will "quickly" wrap up with the more emotional/esoteric components of my weekend. I hate to say that I feel confused, but that's probably what it is. My surprising tiredness can't have helped, and the fact that this time of year REALLY sucks in the Flaherty household doesn't improve things. A close friend of the family passed away on Monday, adding to the long list of people important to me who have died in the first 2+ weeks of September. But there is current "stuff" that is surely contributing as well. My relationships with many people are drastically changing -- largely, though far from exclusively, as a result of suddenly living with people that I actually tend to hang out with. More importantly, those relationships do not seem to be falling into patterns that I'm used to -- people newly fitting into certain niches seem intent on filling them in different ways. What's that? You say "of course"? Yes, clearly, different people make for different interactions and permutations on relationships, etc. But let's just say that change, at least socially, isn't exactly one of my strong suits; I wish I were better at that...