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I went down to NP wednesday in time for a lecture.
Spent thursday meeting with profs. (Suzanne Kelly plays the fiddle!) Moby was oddly friendly when I knocked on his door. And had a long convo with DeMunck. Also odd. I hate that man. But it was nice to vent to another anthro person. I'm out of taking comparative social prganization, but need to take another upper division course instead. blarg. which throws out my minir unless I want to 18 credits. I don't think I do.
Worked hard at fu that night. Taught form. Kinda. But Carl forgot my sash, so I wasn't tested. So he waits till I've had 5 drinks or so Friday night at the Halloween bonfire, (my tolerance is nonexistant since India,) and tests me, drunk, by candlelight. So I finally have a white sash.
Diane read my tarot at the fire. Very in depth. Got me to spill some shit, though I suppose the majority of it was a happy/don't worry reading. Told me I'd be a good mother. Later we looked for orbs and faces in trees by camera flash. She's a cooky kinda pagan, but fun, and a decent kung fu teacher.
Didn't dress up till Saturday night's party, after the burlesque workeshop. Costume was enjoyed, though I never finished the hat.
Spent Sunday watching Dexter in bed with the boy and going for a railtrail walk.
Just got back to AP.
Still no job, or any sign of one. An ad in the local paper got me no phone calls. *sigh* I need some kind of income. If for nothing else than something constructive to occupy my time. And I should give Carl some money for the lessons I've been taking for about a year now.
I'm sewing things. Might hit up a few farmers markets once I get some zippers, though it would be nice to share a table with another crafts person. Etsy shop coming soon.
Spent thursday meeting with profs. (Suzanne Kelly plays the fiddle!) Moby was oddly friendly when I knocked on his door. And had a long convo with DeMunck. Also odd. I hate that man. But it was nice to vent to another anthro person. I'm out of taking comparative social prganization, but need to take another upper division course instead. blarg. which throws out my minir unless I want to 18 credits. I don't think I do.
Worked hard at fu that night. Taught form. Kinda. But Carl forgot my sash, so I wasn't tested. So he waits till I've had 5 drinks or so Friday night at the Halloween bonfire, (my tolerance is nonexistant since India,) and tests me, drunk, by candlelight. So I finally have a white sash.
Diane read my tarot at the fire. Very in depth. Got me to spill some shit, though I suppose the majority of it was a happy/don't worry reading. Told me I'd be a good mother. Later we looked for orbs and faces in trees by camera flash. She's a cooky kinda pagan, but fun, and a decent kung fu teacher.
Didn't dress up till Saturday night's party, after the burlesque workeshop. Costume was enjoyed, though I never finished the hat.
Spent Sunday watching Dexter in bed with the boy and going for a railtrail walk.
Just got back to AP.
Still no job, or any sign of one. An ad in the local paper got me no phone calls. *sigh* I need some kind of income. If for nothing else than something constructive to occupy my time. And I should give Carl some money for the lessons I've been taking for about a year now.
I'm sewing things. Might hit up a few farmers markets once I get some zippers, though it would be nice to share a table with another crafts person. Etsy shop coming soon.