thoughts before bed.
having a dog means having to put your pants back on for the last walk of the evening, when you've already settled into a comfortable at-home pantsless existence. alas.
also, other people's kitchens are hard to learn, but some of them feel more intuitively logical to me than other ones. where i am house/dogsitting, i am more confused than i expected, seeing as how one of the people who lives here was my roommate for three years.
the family wedding this past weekend was nice, and surprisingly not stressful in some of the ways i was worrying about. i could have used a little more down time, but so it goes. i chatted with all sorts of people at the reception: the bride's women's studies professor, and my sixth grade geography teacher, and the Queer Couple, and girls who i complemented on their nice dresses, and my cousin's lovely girlfriend, and and and. (there were multiple queers, but these were the only queer couple- well, unless you include me and d, and we are, but we don't read as such to the grandmothers, and that makes a difference.)
the dog is sort of grunting. this is probably normal, but i wonder if i should be worried; i don't really know know dogs. or this one, in particular.
i am doing some research for a friend and it is making me excited to have access to scholarly databases next year! oh baby. i am also excited to read medical articles and be able to talk about them in normal language and to be up on my shit. grad school might not do that as much as i would like, but i can also pursue it as a parallel project. i want to brush up on my some human biology stuff, and the assigned classes are not going to have me to do that, but i have to figure out what to sit in on.
ok, sleep. really. good night!
also, other people's kitchens are hard to learn, but some of them feel more intuitively logical to me than other ones. where i am house/dogsitting, i am more confused than i expected, seeing as how one of the people who lives here was my roommate for three years.
the family wedding this past weekend was nice, and surprisingly not stressful in some of the ways i was worrying about. i could have used a little more down time, but so it goes. i chatted with all sorts of people at the reception: the bride's women's studies professor, and my sixth grade geography teacher, and the Queer Couple, and girls who i complemented on their nice dresses, and my cousin's lovely girlfriend, and and and. (there were multiple queers, but these were the only queer couple- well, unless you include me and d, and we are, but we don't read as such to the grandmothers, and that makes a difference.)
the dog is sort of grunting. this is probably normal, but i wonder if i should be worried; i don't really know know dogs. or this one, in particular.
i am doing some research for a friend and it is making me excited to have access to scholarly databases next year! oh baby. i am also excited to read medical articles and be able to talk about them in normal language and to be up on my shit. grad school might not do that as much as i would like, but i can also pursue it as a parallel project. i want to brush up on my some human biology stuff, and the assigned classes are not going to have me to do that, but i have to figure out what to sit in on.
ok, sleep. really. good night!