re do, do over, make over
I'm glad to have a new lj. The other was from high school. And the user name? No longer held any value at all. This one is much more fitting.
To start this off right, I got a tattoo. Almost two full weeks ago during spring break. It took my dad three days to notice it. And my mother didn't faint. In truth, even though she'll never admit it, I think she likes it a lot.
Yes, indeed. That is a semicolon on my wrist. Be amazed. I love it. The shape, the placement. The only thing not so stellar are the looks. Some people find it pretty cool. Others, even after explaining it, think I've made the biggest mistake of my life. But I don't care. Everyday I'm glad I've got it. And it's paid off. I've work on my original fiction everyday since getting it. Which is one of the reasons I got the tattoo.
Spring break is a horrible tease. The joy of leisure reading. The ability to stay up late watching bootleg commentaries that don't quite match the speed of the movie with your best friend. Even a lengthy breakfast with the parents. Only four weeks left in the semester. It's become my mantra.
This Friday I'm presenting at an undergraduate research symposium. My paper is titled Sacrificing to Secure the Empire: Severan Propaganda through Sacrificial Scenes on Imperial Coinage. Yeah, that coin nerd stuff is never leaving. But you can't deny, that's an amazing title. Amazing title, but I don't want to present in front of people who have no f-ing idea what constitutes the Severan dynasty, nor imperial coinage, nor the Pontifex Maximus. I've got to explain all this, then how it changed in 20 years, all in 15 mintues. Yeah... Oh, well. It will look great on my CV.
Tax returns are arriving. Apparently my parents got a pretty nice one. Which is great because my mom really wants to replace her 24 year old washer which has started to leak. Reasonable, yes? And their master bath needs to be redone to be more accessable. So, this money was going to go towards some really improtant house improvements.
But it's not. Sister fucked up big time. Now that money is going towards a lawyer.
I now have the desire to empty my savings account and buy my mother a new washing machine.
To start this off right, I got a tattoo. Almost two full weeks ago during spring break. It took my dad three days to notice it. And my mother didn't faint. In truth, even though she'll never admit it, I think she likes it a lot.
Yes, indeed. That is a semicolon on my wrist. Be amazed. I love it. The shape, the placement. The only thing not so stellar are the looks. Some people find it pretty cool. Others, even after explaining it, think I've made the biggest mistake of my life. But I don't care. Everyday I'm glad I've got it. And it's paid off. I've work on my original fiction everyday since getting it. Which is one of the reasons I got the tattoo.
Spring break is a horrible tease. The joy of leisure reading. The ability to stay up late watching bootleg commentaries that don't quite match the speed of the movie with your best friend. Even a lengthy breakfast with the parents. Only four weeks left in the semester. It's become my mantra.
This Friday I'm presenting at an undergraduate research symposium. My paper is titled Sacrificing to Secure the Empire: Severan Propaganda through Sacrificial Scenes on Imperial Coinage. Yeah, that coin nerd stuff is never leaving. But you can't deny, that's an amazing title. Amazing title, but I don't want to present in front of people who have no f-ing idea what constitutes the Severan dynasty, nor imperial coinage, nor the Pontifex Maximus. I've got to explain all this, then how it changed in 20 years, all in 15 mintues. Yeah... Oh, well. It will look great on my CV.
Tax returns are arriving. Apparently my parents got a pretty nice one. Which is great because my mom really wants to replace her 24 year old washer which has started to leak. Reasonable, yes? And their master bath needs to be redone to be more accessable. So, this money was going to go towards some really improtant house improvements.
But it's not. Sister fucked up big time. Now that money is going towards a lawyer.
I now have the desire to empty my savings account and buy my mother a new washing machine.