Like Sugarplum fairies...
I have had this thought running through my head for the past few days, about using my lj as more of an academic experiment, and less of a "i did this, and this, and oh my god, you'll never believe who I saw wearing what".
Writing something a little more substantial, and a little less stream of consciousness is deifnitely appealing, although I don't know if i'm capable of destreaming myself...yet.
Livejournal definitely is not an appropriate venue for such academia.
Perhaps i will move.
Regardless.
I was thinking this morning (and really for the last week or so), what a different...privileged lifestyle I lead right now.
I live in a perfectly lovely house, nicer than the one I grew up in. I make significantly more than minimum wage, and can work a few hours a few days a week, do the occasional gig, and make more than enough money to support my un-collegiate lifestyle.
This morning I took a Physics final, got a latte, and had a sitdown with Dr. Austin about Grad Schools. Then I took the bus home, woke cameron up, and played with the dog.
It's really gorgeous here now. Our Halloween Pumpkins are still on our porch, not showing any sign of age (scary!). The leaves are just falling, and it will be 72 degrees. I feel like this is what early fall in New England must smell like.
Around 10:30 I kissed a dickensized Cameron goodbye, top hat and all. 10:30 am, and already in formal wear. Things like that happen all the time.
I really am enjoying sitting on the couch with my humansized dog, my back in the warm sun, typing about nothing, and watching "The barefoot contessa", but I need to be productive.
I think.
There's a Counterpoint Incomplete with my name on it, Terrifying!
Writing something a little more substantial, and a little less stream of consciousness is deifnitely appealing, although I don't know if i'm capable of destreaming myself...yet.
Livejournal definitely is not an appropriate venue for such academia.
Perhaps i will move.
Regardless.
I was thinking this morning (and really for the last week or so), what a different...privileged lifestyle I lead right now.
I live in a perfectly lovely house, nicer than the one I grew up in. I make significantly more than minimum wage, and can work a few hours a few days a week, do the occasional gig, and make more than enough money to support my un-collegiate lifestyle.
This morning I took a Physics final, got a latte, and had a sitdown with Dr. Austin about Grad Schools. Then I took the bus home, woke cameron up, and played with the dog.
It's really gorgeous here now. Our Halloween Pumpkins are still on our porch, not showing any sign of age (scary!). The leaves are just falling, and it will be 72 degrees. I feel like this is what early fall in New England must smell like.
Around 10:30 I kissed a dickensized Cameron goodbye, top hat and all. 10:30 am, and already in formal wear. Things like that happen all the time.
I really am enjoying sitting on the couch with my humansized dog, my back in the warm sun, typing about nothing, and watching "The barefoot contessa", but I need to be productive.
I think.
There's a Counterpoint Incomplete with my name on it, Terrifying!