Archive for January, 2005
And tomorrow, after three and a half years out, I go back to school.
I am so many things right now – cold, anxious, tired, confused, panicky, cold (mainly cold), excited, thrilled, scared – in a word, terrified. Terrified because that entails fear and delight. I’m afraid I’ll fall flat on my face. I’m afraid it won’t be what I thought I wanted. I’m afraid I won’t have the skill to keep all my juggling balls in the air on this perfectly laid out schedule of mine. I’m excited to be a part of a department that is doing such cool things. I’m excited that my whole life has changed yet again. I’m excited that doors are finally opening.
Tomorrow morning, for the first time in my entire life, I will stand on the corner with my lunch and my book bag and take the bus to school. I’d say that’s very 25 of me.
January 17th, 2005
I may actually be dying of love for Joy Division and New Order. Seriously. I had no idea.
On an unrelated note, tomorrow is my birthday. In previous years I have been granted the right to be a princess or jump up and down or simply be fabulous. I intend to do all of these things, along with having a swanktastic dinner with my dear friends, and then drinks with more of the same. What else should I do, friends?
January 15th, 2005
Some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity… – Gilda Radner
January 12th, 2005
i ride the bus with my umbrella and my handbag.
i walk the stairs between my workspaces.
i read about synchronous learning.
i play with educational software.
i walk down the block for coffee.
i read documents and make revisions.
i meet new people.
i walk the stairs and try not to get lost.
i ride the bus and read million dollar grants.
i love my job.
January 7th, 2005