threw your fear in the sea
back in waltham, at the computer, and finding myself unable to do jack-patookie. I have anthro readings and TCFI arranging, a fundraising letter for the ergathon and HEY, maybe even some independent study that I could do, but I can't even motivate myself to go to my timewaster sites. I don't know what's up. I'm also despairing because I really did gain three pounds in Georgia and because this room may never ever be really clean.
Purim was... it was. I spent time with the family at their synagogue (the spiel was hilarious and the hamentaschen delicious) and then got to hang with some of Natalie's friends, one of whom asked me how I'd been since the last time she'd seen me (summer of 1999). "Well, I went through high school and college..." I started. we went to a diner, and then Z and I stayed up until 3 watching Jumanji. needless to say, we both crashed on the car ride back here, about which I felt bad.
nothing else to report. TCFI tonight and we're beginning to learn my first arrangement of a real song! Here's hoping it goes well.
Purim was... it was. I spent time with the family at their synagogue (the spiel was hilarious and the hamentaschen delicious) and then got to hang with some of Natalie's friends, one of whom asked me how I'd been since the last time she'd seen me (summer of 1999). "Well, I went through high school and college..." I started. we went to a diner, and then Z and I stayed up until 3 watching Jumanji. needless to say, we both crashed on the car ride back here, about which I felt bad.
nothing else to report. TCFI tonight and we're beginning to learn my first arrangement of a real song! Here's hoping it goes well.