new year
In the traditional K/M household style, we vaguely celebrated the new year last night. Pacific came over, and with my parents we watched Amelie, so that we might bring happiness to 2005; the ball drop, so that we had an excuse to drink champagne; and Saved!, so that we remembered both laughter and what to work for this coming year. I followed those up this evening with Iron Jawed Angels, so that I remember to fight for as long as it takes. Movies about strong women make me tear up. Strong women also make me hot, but that's another story, or else part of the same one that I don't want to get into .
I stayed in today, since the gym was closed, and made progress on both my stack of books to read and a large plate of veggies. They cheered me up a bit, as expected. I'd realized last night that my winter break was half over, so I spent the morning reading through fellowship applications and the requirements for a B.S. and an M.S. in biology. It looks like I might have to take physics this spring after all; if I get the fancy fellowship I'm hoping for, I won't be allowed to do anything but research this summer. I suppose it'd be good for me to get it over with now anyway. It's only ever offered at nine in the morning, and if I take it this spring, Mainer and I can walk there together. By which I mean he can wake me up, drag me to Java City, fill me with coffee, and jostle me up the hill and into my seat.
[Mainer and Ariel have moved into my suite for the spring! It's going to be a blast. We now have four women's rugby teammates, two lovely boys, and an even higher level of all-around queerness. I'm excited.]
I might have to drop my class on post-Stonewall queer literature anyway. I wouldn't mind overly much, really. I'll read (or have already read) most of the books on my own, and I know the professor well enough that I can just drop by his office hours if I want to chat about a text.
The reason I might have to drop it is because a friend of mine is also signed up for it. She gets angry at me (and others) now and again over trifles and misunderstandings, but we usually patch things up quickly. In the week before finals, she was very upset about something, but I honestly didn't have time to talk about it. I told her this and that I valued our friendship. By the time we met up so that she could tell me why she was upset, it was too late. She lost control of herself and threatened me with a knife. Public Safety agreed that she was dangerous when out of control and removed her from campus. I don't think that taking the same English course is a good idea right now, as we fear that she may have seen the police report as an attack and decide to seek retribution. I hope she is well; I haven't heard from or of her since.
The rest of my semester went well, with a few glitches here and there.
What with last spring's events, I certainly hope that 2005 is a better year for me. I'll do what I can to make it so.
I stayed in today, since the gym was closed, and made progress on both my stack of books to read and a large plate of veggies. They cheered me up a bit, as expected. I'd realized last night that my winter break was half over, so I spent the morning reading through fellowship applications and the requirements for a B.S. and an M.S. in biology. It looks like I might have to take physics this spring after all; if I get the fancy fellowship I'm hoping for, I won't be allowed to do anything but research this summer. I suppose it'd be good for me to get it over with now anyway. It's only ever offered at nine in the morning, and if I take it this spring, Mainer and I can walk there together. By which I mean he can wake me up, drag me to Java City, fill me with coffee, and jostle me up the hill and into my seat.
[Mainer and Ariel have moved into my suite for the spring! It's going to be a blast. We now have four women's rugby teammates, two lovely boys, and an even higher level of all-around queerness. I'm excited.]
I might have to drop my class on post-Stonewall queer literature anyway. I wouldn't mind overly much, really. I'll read (or have already read) most of the books on my own, and I know the professor well enough that I can just drop by his office hours if I want to chat about a text.
The reason I might have to drop it is because a friend of mine is also signed up for it. She gets angry at me (and others) now and again over trifles and misunderstandings, but we usually patch things up quickly. In the week before finals, she was very upset about something, but I honestly didn't have time to talk about it. I told her this and that I valued our friendship. By the time we met up so that she could tell me why she was upset, it was too late. She lost control of herself and threatened me with a knife. Public Safety agreed that she was dangerous when out of control and removed her from campus. I don't think that taking the same English course is a good idea right now, as we fear that she may have seen the police report as an attack and decide to seek retribution. I hope she is well; I haven't heard from or of her since.
The rest of my semester went well, with a few glitches here and there.
What with last spring's events, I certainly hope that 2005 is a better year for me. I'll do what I can to make it so.