fun #1

whee wii.

played rock band tonight with k. & j. and their friend s. and i had soooo much fun, drumming, playing guitar. i'm totally hooked, we played for about 3 hours, and i could easily have kept going. i can see how people end up with repetitive strain injuries from guitar hero.

it was great to have those several hours of pure, uninterrupted fun with people who know me well, people i really love being around. so glad to have k. back in my life!

nice night #1

tonight went to Central Market w/ good friends, and that adorable nephew of mine gave me the best hug ever. and the weather was nice, the weather was great, wind blowing, 70 degrees. Now I'm watching season 2 of Weeds, our new Netflix favorite. and working through the to-do list.

pretty boring post.

one down

Nora's paper finally finished, I didn't sleep at all last night. Really. Not even a cat nap.
I feel tired but not yet destroyed, and giddy, though I don't yet feel the massive relief of having sent that paper off and away. I will not take another incomplete ever if I can at all help it.

Now I have Keith's paper and grading, grading, grading. Seems to be the mantra of the sisterhood of thirty-something, blogging, early academics. I'm a few steps behind the cohort. I wanted to believe that I'm learning my way out of procrastination, but these people are just as bad in their real jobs as I am in grad school. There may not be hope. hah.

On a sadder note, [note as 'nogt'?], today is Erich's death day. I can't think of him without thinking of Emily, as I imagine them partying together somewhere in the afterlife I don't really believe in. But I'd like to think there's a nice bar somewhere they can hang out at. Preferably outdoors in the sun. They always did care for each other, and I loved them both.

I miss you, my friends.
Erich Blough 12.13.97
Emily Harmon 3.13.04