It's a mixed bag today: random bullets and good things.
The Random:
- I'm looking at $2.79 in nickels, dimes, and pennies on my desk. I should save these. You know, the funds for two trips to San Francisco this year must come from somewhere.
- In the SuperTarget parking lot this afternoon, a young man on a skateboard tried to "race" me. Oddly enough, he won.
- I wonder if all-encompassing fear is common at this stage of writing/job hunting? It must be. I can't be the only one feeling this way.
- Sometimes I just don't think people "see" me. Yes, they sense my presence-- they see my physical body-- but they really have no clue who I am, what I can do, what I think. They assume; they assume incorrectly.
- Last night I had a dream about my high school boyfriend. I don't really remember the dream, but it was sad.
- Occasionally, people will tell me that I am an inspiration. (I don't know that I am any kind of inspiration, but I do have an inspiring story.) I heard those words today . . . from a man I have not seen in about 6 years.
- I'm missing the Bundle more and more everyday. I will drive to LA in about a month to visit her.
- I will be finishedwith the dissertation by then. I will be (she tries to convince herself).
- Sometimes I just need to cry. But there are no tears. These days? There is no time for them.
The Good (and listing three instead of ten ... that's a good thing all by itself):
- I am so very proud of my daughter. Forever and always. Amen.
- Yesterday, I talked with a former ICW student who is destined to be a professional football player. Every time I see him, he hugs me and thanks me for riding his ass in our class for a year and not letting him get away with the buffoonery he (and others) tried to pull. Again, I wish others could see these young men as I do, see them for who they are inside, not just their race, their muscle, their attitudes. It was good to see him.
- My graduation present to myself is rather sweet: a 42" HD flat screen television. The HD is just effing awesome.
Enough for now. Off to grad institution. I'm realizing that four nights a week is a lot to be away from home. I'm tired and it's only mid-September.
Keep it going, Billie-- you're doing great.
Rah! Rah! Rah!
Unrelated: these days, when i click through my blog reader to your posts, I get prompted for a username and password for "Twitter API". I click "cancel" and it goes away, but it seems odd that it's there in the first place.
Posted by: Meagan | September 18, 2008 at 08:45 PM
Keep at it! You can do it!
Posted by: rageyone | September 18, 2008 at 08:49 PM
I have that twitter message, too. I thought it was my browser's problem.
Posted by: joanna | September 19, 2008 at 06:15 AM