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Because I'm a Big Procrastinator
Jul. 28th, 2004 11:20 pmI haven't started my Tolkien paper yet. In fact, I haven't done a lick of anything useful today. Or yesterday. I've barely studied for the final, but I don't feel that I really need to. The midterm was pretty easy, except perhaps for the question about the catalog designation of the Beowulf manuscript, which I managed to remember anyway. Cotton Vitellius A 15. But there won't be questions like that this time.
Monday was my mom's birthday, which I damn near forgot. Lost track of dates - had to look up the date that morning. Not that I have money for presents anyway. We went out to dinner at Trombino's, and I had a very strong cosmopolitan. But it was tasty, because it was orange-flavored vodka. My mom told me that when I was little, I would read our bartending guide. I must have been quite young, because I don't remember that. (And I could read before I started school.) I didn't even remember that we have a bartending guide. When I said that I didn't remember any of it, dad said I might have if they'd sent me to bartending school. And then my mom said something about being able to put myself through school by bartending. Thinly veiled hint, there?
Also on Monday, there was a new spring in our street. As in water coming up in small jets through cracks in the pavement. When I left in the morning, there were two of them. When I got back home, there were three. By the time the road construction people arrived to fix it in their overtime, there were four. They finished fixing the leak and putting the dirt back in the hole by sundown, and they paved over the hole today. Wow, something like an efficient job from city construction workers. Quite unlike the time they had a couple streets in the neighborhood torn up for more than a month because they were behind schedule on putting in new pipes for something and then had to come back and repave because they did such a shitty job of it the first time.
Today I got an application for UNM's University Honors Program. So now the big question is: UHP or Reed? I've been re-evaluating the plan to go back to Reed of late. I'm sort of leaning toward staying here, because it'll be possible to have a Reed-like experience here, in terms of academics, especially with the Honors stuff. Not quite the same, but just about as intense. But I don't consider the decision made, because I want to be sure that I'm staying not out of inertia, but because I have a good thing going here that isn't worth walking away from. And maybe there's an element of not being able to really let go of Reed yet.
Monday was my mom's birthday, which I damn near forgot. Lost track of dates - had to look up the date that morning. Not that I have money for presents anyway. We went out to dinner at Trombino's, and I had a very strong cosmopolitan. But it was tasty, because it was orange-flavored vodka. My mom told me that when I was little, I would read our bartending guide. I must have been quite young, because I don't remember that. (And I could read before I started school.) I didn't even remember that we have a bartending guide. When I said that I didn't remember any of it, dad said I might have if they'd sent me to bartending school. And then my mom said something about being able to put myself through school by bartending. Thinly veiled hint, there?
Also on Monday, there was a new spring in our street. As in water coming up in small jets through cracks in the pavement. When I left in the morning, there were two of them. When I got back home, there were three. By the time the road construction people arrived to fix it in their overtime, there were four. They finished fixing the leak and putting the dirt back in the hole by sundown, and they paved over the hole today. Wow, something like an efficient job from city construction workers. Quite unlike the time they had a couple streets in the neighborhood torn up for more than a month because they were behind schedule on putting in new pipes for something and then had to come back and repave because they did such a shitty job of it the first time.
Today I got an application for UNM's University Honors Program. So now the big question is: UHP or Reed? I've been re-evaluating the plan to go back to Reed of late. I'm sort of leaning toward staying here, because it'll be possible to have a Reed-like experience here, in terms of academics, especially with the Honors stuff. Not quite the same, but just about as intense. But I don't consider the decision made, because I want to be sure that I'm staying not out of inertia, but because I have a good thing going here that isn't worth walking away from. And maybe there's an element of not being able to really let go of Reed yet.
