Plus, minus
+Eating chocolate cake with sunflower seed butter icing.
+Finished chapter two and sent it in for review, in time for a cheshire grin at the seminar.
+Did two more interviews back to back and the participants were so engaged and articulate that it brought a tear to my eye. One of them even emailed me some follow-up thoughts s/he had.
+The Beast is cruising the house, looking for trouble and making me laugh with his hijinx. Just learned something new: he likes cake crumbs and nut butter icing.
+There are now groceries in the house.
+I got a huge envelope in the mail stuffed with media for my project.
+Going to see a film with Red that looks to be one of the year's worst, just because David Boreanaz is in it. I attribute the weird giddy feeling to some sort of spring fever.
+It's Spring.
-I gave myself the mother of all splinters. Playing a fast game of 'run after the jingly ball' with the Beast, I bent down to scoop and toss it for him. In doing so, I drove an exageratedly long spike from the aging hardwood floor between finger and finger nail. I screamed and danced around for a bit, then remembered that it was still in my power to pull the damn thing out. Which I did, but no one was around to witness my skill and bravery. I do have the splinter on exhibit now though, if anyone wants to stop by, admission tickets are cheap and word of mouth for the show has been very positive. It's a mixed media, performative piece, but I don't want to give too much away.
-I don't have anything else to complain about. This has sent me into a frenzy of soul searching and identity questioning from which I have yet to emerge. Thank god I have my splinter exhibit to keep me my mind somewhat occupied.
+Finished chapter two and sent it in for review, in time for a cheshire grin at the seminar.
+Did two more interviews back to back and the participants were so engaged and articulate that it brought a tear to my eye. One of them even emailed me some follow-up thoughts s/he had.
+The Beast is cruising the house, looking for trouble and making me laugh with his hijinx. Just learned something new: he likes cake crumbs and nut butter icing.
+There are now groceries in the house.
+I got a huge envelope in the mail stuffed with media for my project.
+Going to see a film with Red that looks to be one of the year's worst, just because David Boreanaz is in it. I attribute the weird giddy feeling to some sort of spring fever.
+It's Spring.
-I gave myself the mother of all splinters. Playing a fast game of 'run after the jingly ball' with the Beast, I bent down to scoop and toss it for him. In doing so, I drove an exageratedly long spike from the aging hardwood floor between finger and finger nail. I screamed and danced around for a bit, then remembered that it was still in my power to pull the damn thing out. Which I did, but no one was around to witness my skill and bravery. I do have the splinter on exhibit now though, if anyone wants to stop by, admission tickets are cheap and word of mouth for the show has been very positive. It's a mixed media, performative piece, but I don't want to give too much away.
-I don't have anything else to complain about. This has sent me into a frenzy of soul searching and identity questioning from which I have yet to emerge. Thank god I have my splinter exhibit to keep me my mind somewhat occupied.
posted by grad student hack at 1:12 PM
2 Comments:
Can I get a press pass? Performance art in this town is sadly lacking and quite frankly, a little embarassing.
That must be a bad movie as I haven't even heard that DB is in a movie these days.
But for the record, while I love Angel (pre-Cordy) and will carry his love child in my womb, DB is a wank.
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