Funny Things.
Tuesday I was sitting eating in my regular spot - everyday I'm at school I go and sit an read and eat before my last class. I was sitting in a corner I had never sat in before (I usually stay close to the windows, even though there isn't generally anything nice to look at, nor does it seem to create much light. I just like sitting there). I ate my pizza, put my feet up, and started reading my book (High Fidelity by Nick Hornby, for those interested), and then...as I'm sitting reading, I thought I saw movement out of the corner of my eye...under the table. I also became aware of some rustling noises. So I peer under the table...and there is a mouse sitting right under the table in front of me. He scurries up and down underneath the table a little, and then runs back under the radiator. Meanwhile, my jaw has dropped, my eyes are bulging, and I look aroudn to see if anyone else saw..NOTHING. And this wasn't exactly an inconspicuous or cautious mouse. Anyway, I keep sitting there, half paying attention to the underside of the table in case he came out again, and start reading my book again. A couple minutes later, I hear rustling directly behind my chair, and look...and there is my mousey friend, dragging a plastic bag, which he tries to pull with him under the radiator. WHich doesn't work very well. Clearly, this is all making a ton of noise, but no one else seems to notice, not even to turn and look in my direction and give me a glare for making such disruptive noise. Anyway, I sat there for another hour (despite the fact that I had planned to spend some time in the library to work on my bio assignment), just waiting for someone else to see him and start shrieking...but he didn't come out again, and no one screamed. A little disappointing.
Yesterday I was waiting for a bus out in the frigid cold, huddled in a bus shelter with an elderly couple, a woman in the winter of her middle ages, and a girl a little younger than me with orange dreads. And we were all sitting chuckling (and a little bit ranting) about bus service, and how it's easier (and quicker) to wait for spring than for a bus. All this was kinda funny to begin with - it was just a strange assortment of people. And of course, the elderly gentleman left the shelter at one point, went around the corner, and blew his nose so that we wouldn't be embarassed by his noise. Funny. And then, a bus pulls up (not one that any of us was waiting for), the busdriver comes out, LIGHTS A CIGAR, and proceeds to start smoking it standing behind the bus out of sight of any of his passengers (he also puts in the second earbud of his headphones..the left one was already in - the one you can't see from the door). Possibly the coolest bus driver ever.
Also Yesterday (although technically, I suppose, today, because it was past midnight), I was watching the Colbert Report. He was making some changes to his 'On Notice' Board...and then got a little techie to bring out his 'Fantasies' board as well...and the first item on the list was "Weekend with Dr House" It made me giggle and squirm and I have been waiting since one in the morning to share it with someone.
After these past few days (and some drastic hair fun), I am beginning to feel a lot more like myself again. It is very refreshing to get amused my silly stupid little things, and I actually found myself humming one of my mother's morning songs to myself the other day (at least it wasn't Zippity doo dah).
Also, my sis has asked me to babysit for her for Easter Vigil, which is really desperately exciting...and terribly terribly cool, because she thought of me first, despite all the other people she could have asked. I can't wait to see the baby again Saturday for my next installment of Rolling Over Lessons, which make both of us giggle (the last time I was at Lindsay's house, Cordelia was sucking on my knuckle, and i was fake-gnawing on her fingers, and we both started laughing hysterically. Which made Lindsay and Eric both crack up. And then I couldn't stop...and neither could Cordy. It was really really funny...for those of you who have never heard a baby laugh, it's totally awesome. I suggest you attempt to provoke it one day.
I'm trying to remember what else I was going to say. I've been thinking about writing a long rant about how stressed out I have been making myself recently (if you couldn't tell), but I'm starting to feel a lot better. Maybe because winter is finalyl becoming winter, instead of all this mushy brown murky crap. Maybe it's because I've been giving myself time to read, and I am almost done the blanket I started for Isaac (Lindsay's friends' premie baby), or because I've paid off my credit card, and am covered for rent, or because I finally changed something in my life. Whatever it is, it feels pretty nice. Yay for the end of melancholic melodrama!
Yesterday I was waiting for a bus out in the frigid cold, huddled in a bus shelter with an elderly couple, a woman in the winter of her middle ages, and a girl a little younger than me with orange dreads. And we were all sitting chuckling (and a little bit ranting) about bus service, and how it's easier (and quicker) to wait for spring than for a bus. All this was kinda funny to begin with - it was just a strange assortment of people. And of course, the elderly gentleman left the shelter at one point, went around the corner, and blew his nose so that we wouldn't be embarassed by his noise. Funny. And then, a bus pulls up (not one that any of us was waiting for), the busdriver comes out, LIGHTS A CIGAR, and proceeds to start smoking it standing behind the bus out of sight of any of his passengers (he also puts in the second earbud of his headphones..the left one was already in - the one you can't see from the door). Possibly the coolest bus driver ever.
Also Yesterday (although technically, I suppose, today, because it was past midnight), I was watching the Colbert Report. He was making some changes to his 'On Notice' Board...and then got a little techie to bring out his 'Fantasies' board as well...and the first item on the list was "Weekend with Dr House" It made me giggle and squirm and I have been waiting since one in the morning to share it with someone.
After these past few days (and some drastic hair fun), I am beginning to feel a lot more like myself again. It is very refreshing to get amused my silly stupid little things, and I actually found myself humming one of my mother's morning songs to myself the other day (at least it wasn't Zippity doo dah).
Also, my sis has asked me to babysit for her for Easter Vigil, which is really desperately exciting...and terribly terribly cool, because she thought of me first, despite all the other people she could have asked. I can't wait to see the baby again Saturday for my next installment of Rolling Over Lessons, which make both of us giggle (the last time I was at Lindsay's house, Cordelia was sucking on my knuckle, and i was fake-gnawing on her fingers, and we both started laughing hysterically. Which made Lindsay and Eric both crack up. And then I couldn't stop...and neither could Cordy. It was really really funny...for those of you who have never heard a baby laugh, it's totally awesome. I suggest you attempt to provoke it one day.
I'm trying to remember what else I was going to say. I've been thinking about writing a long rant about how stressed out I have been making myself recently (if you couldn't tell), but I'm starting to feel a lot better. Maybe because winter is finalyl becoming winter, instead of all this mushy brown murky crap. Maybe it's because I've been giving myself time to read, and I am almost done the blanket I started for Isaac (Lindsay's friends' premie baby), or because I've paid off my credit card, and am covered for rent, or because I finally changed something in my life. Whatever it is, it feels pretty nice. Yay for the end of melancholic melodrama!