I'm on it

Christmas vacation?
Try bunches of grad school apps, brand new full-time gainful employment, and only four available vehicles for a family of five employed drivers.
At least I'm done with fall semester finals.

But I really can't complain. I made it home safely with only a bit of a delay and have been relaxing at home with family and friends... and boyfriend... for the past couple of days. Good food! Time to watch movies and even - gasp - regular TV! The job will cut back on my free time, but it really wouldn't do to be home for a whole month just to slack and spend. I'm filling a position in activities at a nursing home, which means 40 hours a week of making posters and hanging out with old folks. Okay, there's transporting people to events and probably some office-type work involved, but overall it sounds like fun. Maybe even something I can look forward to returning to for spring break and summer. That would be very nice.

(Speaking of boyfriend... if you still read this, happy birthday yesterday! It's impossible to say too many times. 22! Wow!)

Less than 24 hours

...until I'm home again. And SO MUCH TO DO in that short amount of time.

But now I need sleep, or I will fail my final tomorrow. Psychopharm is NUTS.

Rather than doing something productive

I like dinosaurs

Quote of the Week

From an article assigned to my Comparative Psych class, Laughing, Tickling, and the Evolution of Speech and Self (2004) by Robert Provine:

"Solo tickle is even emptier than solo sex -- you can masturbate to climax but you cannot tickle yourself."

aaaaaaaaand...

• passing my comps

(see previous)

Things that make me happy this week

• Puppies
• Babies
• Feet
• Music
• Nuns

(I wish I could add "passing my comps" to this list. Hopefully soon!)

so I didn't do any work yesterday...

and not much today, although I have a bit of an excuse with a rehersal for the chamber singers concert, the concert itself, and the ballroom dance club's Snow Ball. Gosh, my feet hurt. I only stood for forty minutes and then danced for a couple of hours... I guess my stamina is wearing down.

The rundown of last night...

• Friends of Hospice christmas party, where I lead a rousing series of Christmas carols
• Marc (boyfriend of Jen, my roomie) arrives and we go out to dinner
• Settle in to watch a movie (Thomas Crown Affair)
• Instead head down the hall with Jess for "Catholic Guilt" theme party... saw a man in a chausible wearing thigh-highs and a garter belt. Had my first peppermint patty (peppermint schnapps with chocolate sauce... mmm...)
• Head to the Grill and had Birthday Cake, a secret concoction of bartender Jamie that actually tastes like cake. Very strange.
• Flirt uproariously with anyone and everyone (and everything) and end up staying through last call.
• Stand out in the cold for 40 minutes listening to Black Adam pontificate drunkenly on what it is to be Black in America. Would have been very intellectually stimulating if he had been sober, but I still find him interesting.
• Hit the hay at 3:30 am.

Now that's a good night. I need to make sure I only do this about once a month, though. (I'm on a great track since it's almost 2 now after the ballroom party... eh, oh well)

Goodnight!

I DON'T WANT TO DO ANY WORK TONIGHT!

That is pretty much all.

Except that work is bad for me. Case in point:

Silly putty in my belly button!

This is from the last night of working on my comps. Obviously, work does bad, bad things to my mind. Thus, I am escaping. Wish me luck!