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1. Work

Still liking my job. I did inventory today, as well as put the textiles that were in storage into exhibits. Tomorrow I get to debug the windows. Joy. And one of the girls I work with, P, is starting to irritate me. When we're in the exhibts she'll like, play with stuff. The old stuff. She was actually fanning herself with this really old fan, which was broken and I told her to knock it off and she didn't seem to think that playing with broken old stuff was really a problem. Grah. M really isn't that impressed either (M has a minor in museum and heritage studies, while P has her first year in polisci). So... yes. It'll be interesting to see how that goes. I'm getting my costume fitted a week from tomorrow, so that should be interesting.

2. Mother's day

My aunt had this big barbeque and I ended up dragging [profile] happy_fish_87 with me. It wasn't bad. We hid in empty rooms and chatted, and had a game of tag in the back yard. This little two-year-old girl joined in, except she really didn't seem to understand the rules. So while the Fish and I were charging around, chasing each other in circles (it wasn't a particularly large back yard) we looked up and saw my mom, aunt and a few other women staring out the window at us, watching us run around like fools. In the rain. Oh yes.

Then I gave my mom her boob:

When I gave the boob to my mom it reminded my aunt of the gift she'd gotten me a while ago and it turned out to be Yak wool! What can be cooler than Yak wool? It's for spinning, and I've heard stuff made from yak wool is super, super warm. The thing is, since the stuff she got me is 100% yak it doesn't actually work for spinning, so I need to figure out how to process it in order to actually use it. But I want to finish spinning the wool I already have anyway, just to finish one project at a time, and also to get more practice before using the really delux stuff.

So that is basically my weekend. Um. I should work on making something. Like the tailcoat I've been sewing since February, or the mate to the rainbow sock I finished a while ago. Or my spinning. Or my rope. But my hands are kinda cold. Plus I'm almost done reading my book (Tipping the Velvet) and I'm really afraid it'll have a fairy-tale ending. It's definitely heading in that direction, and for once I don't want the protagonist to live happily ever after. I don't think she deserves it, and I don't think she would appreciate it much either. But that's my opinion. I'll have to see where it actually goes. Good book. You should read it.
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Right. My mom's out of the woods now and doesn't need further treatments. I think I'm done researching my paper on medieval cross-dressing. My working title for the paper is "Cultural and Literary Perceptions of Cross-Dressing in Medieval France and how they Applied to and Influenced Joan of Arc"

And it's only 2:14 pm. I think I'll take a bit of a break, then get to work on my story for English and maybe waste a few hours playing the Sims, because by then my brain will be completely dead and incapable on concentrating on anything else. Except possibly Xena.
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In a good way wierd. Like maybe there's a god(s) after all wierd.

I went to Ren history this morning and I was typing away and I had one of those moments where I thought "I'm learning something, and it's new, and it's interesting" I mean, sure most of what I learn is new to me, and a lot of it is interesting, but at that moment I felt pretty happy with where I was in my studies.

Then I checked the lost and found for my bible. No luck. So I went to the library, where I finally tracked down La Chanson d'Yde et Olive and some other useful looking books. And on the way to the library I found a twenty dollar bill, just sitting there in the middle of the sidewalk. I looked around, but there was no one nearby so I picked it up. I don't think there's a whole lot of point in turning it into the lost and found or something, because I'm sure someone would claim it was theirs even if it wasn't and there's a very slim chance it will get back to the original owner.

But herein lies the dilema. I could totally use twenty bucks. I really, really, could. My chocolate consumption this month alone probably adds up to close to that. At the same time I don't really feel right about spending it on myself because it's not actually mine. If I had actually seen someone drop the money I would most likely have given it back to them. Anyway, I'm thinking maybe I should give it to a charity or something. Then my selfish brain chimes in with "What about the charity of Caroline needs to buy lunch/books/stickynotes/therapist appointments/whatever?" then my socially concious brain says "Someone is probably really upset over losing that." Seriously, if I could return it to the person who lost it I would. I know I'd be pretty pissed to find I was out twenty bucks.

Then I thought about offering it as a reward if someone returned my bible, although considering I only paid thirty bucks for it (I got it used) that seemed kind of stupid. So I just stuck it in my wallet and decided to keep it for a while, until I decide what to do with it.

Anyway, after I went to the library I decided to check the lost and found again, and someone had returned my bible, so even if I'd wanted to I wasn't able to give the person anything because I don't know who they are. I think I'll write a TLF thanking them, though.

It's sunny and lovely out, and I'm visiting my mom today. She's actually probably getting discharged today anyway, but I want to see her and I feel a little bad about not going yesterday. I have a shitload of school work to do, but I have all of the books and things I need so that's ok. I'm seeing Janine on Sunday evening.

Really, life is getting to be pretty ok *knocks on wood*

Well, Transit might be going on strike again and that would really, really suck. But other than that things are peachy.
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So. My mom saw a specialist yesterday and now she seems kinda positive. She likes him and thinks he knows what he's talking about, and she's getting a bunch of tests done and will probably have surgery in the next couple weeks. She basically told me that hardly anyone ever dies from breast cancer and it'll all be fine. It'll be crappy for a while, but fine in the end. Ok. I can deal with that.
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Sigh. School = lame.

But swing was fun. I like Jonathan's girlfriend. She's nice, fun, takes my side :D At one point we were talking and she mentioned she had Jo's hoodie and blazer at her house and I was all "WTF? Who leaves clothes at other people's houses? What do they wear home? Oh, yeah, Janine, I meant to give you your pants back" it was great because I'd totally forgotten until that point that I did have Janine's pants because she lent them to me when we went to Fake Moustache because it was cold out.

Then we went swing dancing and it was like invasion of the n00bs. Ick. And Janine's learning to lead, I'm starting to get to the point where I actually can lead and it was a nice night.

I've also found one way of managing my angst which sorta seems to be working. When I start feeling so shitty I can't really do anything I just go to sleep for a while. Usually when I wake up I feel a little better. The problem is, I don't get a whole lot done while I'm asleep. Plus if I'm at school it's hard to find an empty couch. I've actually been seriously thinking about seeing a therapist again, but I'm still wishy washy on that count. I am going to try and get a massage appointment for next week, though.

Tomorrow Carolyn and I are going fabric shopping. I'm only there to take pictures so she can check with the person she's making a dress for, but still. It'll be nice to get out of the house. There's also going to be frantic studying for my religion midterm and frantic re-writing of my story for English. The whole thing is one big tell (as opposed to show) and I kinda knew that, even before Sade told me. But I'm kind of impressed with the fact that, under the circumstances, I was able to write anything that even remotely made sense. I don't usually do a lot of writing when I'm depressed. I've actually thought about telling my profs about said circumstances, but I don't really tihnk it would accomplish much. I'll still have to write exams and papers and stories, and I'm not the first one to be in a situation like this, so really I don't see much point.

So, yeah. I'm hanging on. I'd say as much as half the time I feel fairly normal, which is good. I'm looking forward to having lunch with Sade and Carolyn on Wendsday. I like it when people bring me food :P

I also have an idea for my final story. It's gonna be kinda Sugar Rushish, that is, a central, messed up character surrounded by other messed up characters who manages not to slit their own wrists at the end of the day. I'll probably change my mind a bunch of times, but once my current story is handed in I want to start on the next one, so there's none of this writing a story in a weekend crap again. I also should start my term paper -_-*
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So, yesterday Janine and I exchanged her ring so now it actually fits (albiet on her index finger), after which I cried my eyes out and probably got her jacket all wet, but I felt better after and she gave me kleenex and then walked me to skating before she left. Then I went to English, where my story was torn to shreds and I'm left wondering why the hell the chose me for this class, anyway, if I suck so much. Still haven't gotten the nerve to start going through all the critiques people wrote for me. Sigh.

BUT despite all that I still feel ok, normal. I would almost say happy. Not quite sure how that works. After class last night some of us from the class, including the prof, went out for drinks. We went the the grad lounge, which was all fancy and stuff, but I'm pretty sure the waitress was drunk. She spilled beer everywhere, forgot to bring half of the drinks to the table, then, while cleaning up another table dropped a whole bunch of plates and stuff. I find it pretty suprising how the service at the Den, which is the student bar on campus, is much better than at the grad lounge.

I also got my digital camera which is super-nifty, except it needs a memory card. At present I can take about eight pictures. Yipee. Jo also gave me a Stray Cats CD. The music sounds 50's but it was actually recorded in the 80's and 90's. It also has that song about the cat they always play at the beginner lesson at swing.

Speaking of which, swing lesson tonight!

I also finished sewing the mittens for [personal profile] remeciel and will hopefully probably send them today at some point, if I can get Sade to show me the best/fastest/cheapest way to do so.

And now I should stop procrasinating.


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