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Ebbin and flowin

From Dec 7, 2008

Beloved silence.

Well, technically NOT silence.  Pink Floyd is playing in the background and the fish tank needs to be cleaned/filled again, so it’s burbling quite loudly.

The kids are sleeping.  I need to be studying.

But there is one last load of laundry to finish.

And the cat box needs to be emptied.

And the floors desperately need to be vacuumed.

Just soaking up the silence.

I’m rather irritable today.  For what reason?  Beats me.  Seems I’ve been irritable for a few weeks now, though things are pleasant and smooth.  Perhaps this is just part of the equation.  Part of being one with my emotions.

Luckily, none of the irritation has been directed at my man.  That in itself is one of the greatest blessings in the universe.

Oh, and Fuckin Kitteh hasn’t been irritating, either.

Hooray!

I’m so close to the end of the semester that I can taste it.  This was a smooth and easy semester.  Thank goddess.  I don’t know if I could have swallowed another fist fight with chemistry.  Why on earth, then, you might ask, am I praying to get my Analytical Chemistry classes all lined up for next semester?  Well, because, I need to freakin graduate soon.

It’s not really even a need that has any rational backing aside from the fact that I need some sort of fruition for my labors.  And even though I still have easily TEN years left of school, I will be at least that much closer.

And who knows what sorts of doors will open when I’ve got my simple little BA?  It’ll be an accomplishment at the very least.

And a great excuse to throw a party.

And I love me some parties.

With people.

Life is funny.  A few weeks ago, we were at our beloved neighbors’ house and they were talking about throwing a party, and they said that we should invite our friends and they would invite theirs, and we’d all intermix and whatnot.  My first thought was, “Well fuck, too bad I don’t have many friends.” I literally believed that I would have no one to invite.

One by one, my friends started moving back.

And now I have a list of about, oh, three or more girlfriends I could invite.

See?  It’s just the ebb and flow of experience. Ebb and flow, baby.  Ebb and flow.

Anyway, in spite of the girlfriends that I need to catch up with, I need a little alone time after this week.  Or at least alone time with my guy.  Alone in the sense that I need to have some quiet.  Which is what I’m having right now.  Thank goddess for Mondays.

I know.

It’s Sunday.  Don’t fault me for being in a hurry.

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last class of the semester

From Dec 4, 2008

Once again, I figure I haven’t posted anything substantial in a while here.  Alas, you all understand.  You must.

Not that I’m going to post anything substantial now.  Because I have twenty minutes before my last class of the semester.  And that’s just not enough time to get all substantial on you pretties.

However, I hope you caught the whole “last class of the semester” part.  Because that was big.  Freaking HUGE.  Catch it?  Okay, go back and re-read it.

Next week is Finals Week.  I have to take 2/3 of the finals because the third one is optional for me.  And frankly, he’s dropping my lowest grade, and even without taking the final, I have an A.  Boo yah.

I’m pretty sure I’ll be getting an A in my 2nd class, too.  The only questionable class is my online Honors class, and that’ll be a B most likely.  Unless the teacher feels exceptionally generous after I rock my final.  Assuming I rock my final.  Which I’m praying I will.

Exciting, eh?  Also, it’s looking much better these days that I might get my schedule fixed so that I can take Analytical Chemistry this Spring.  And if I can take it then, I will be graduating at the end of the summer.  Yesh.  Doin a dance over that.

People look at me funny when I dance in the computer lab on campus.

Oh well.

Anyway, -if- it happens, you all be the first (or maybe second behind my guy) to know.  I can’t wait to tell you good news!  Keep sending positive thoughts on that in my general direction (Lakewood). Oh, and there’s a slight additional possibility that I might be getting $3000 more in financial aid for the year.  And if so… well… It’ll be a Very Merry Christmas indeed.

So, it’s now only fifteen minutes before class.  What else shall I share???

It’s snowing here in the Denver Metro area.  The highs today were 18 degrees F.  That’s -7.22 for you Celsius folks.  Freakin chilly.  Makes my ears hurt.  Makes my knees hurt.  And my hands.  And when you walk in it without a scarf, your snot freezes.  That sucks for the most part.  The roads are icy, and it took me over an hour to get here from work, which is normally a 45 minute drive.  And then, after my last class of the semester (dancing still), I get to drive on icy roads again home… it’ll be likely a 30-40 minute drive as opposed to my normal 15 minute drive.  It is what it is, though.   We live in the most beautiful state in the country, so I must’nt complain.  Much.  I just like being warm.  I could live in a place where the weather was constantly 80+ degrees (26.67 C).  I’d like it.  I like sweating.  I like less-clothing-weather.  It’s better.  Brrr.

I imagine it snowed three or four inches (7.62 – 10.16cm) at work today.  There wasn’t that much on the cars– but on the ground.  I wonder what it’s like at home.

Ooop, ten more minutes till my last class of the semester starts.  I think I’ll call my honey and find out!

xoxoxoxox my pretties!