Spanglemonkey

Still

I'm lying in bed thinking and thinking. I know it's not the best idea or the best use of my time, but nevertheless it's where I am right now. It's very comfortable and my cold feels better. I should get up and practice the violin but I'm not, I'm just lying here looking at the curve of the curtains and sneezing.

Maybe later I'll venture out and get a burrito, then come back and see what's on the TV. I'm ill! Poor me. A burrito might fix me up.

Checking them Off

I wrote another section of my paper, so I'm cruising into the home stretch. I've been waxing eloquent on the subject of social software as the next technology for the digital library. Blah blah and blah! Behold my glory! As usual these days I have more quotes than I do actual material from me. I'll fix it later.

I called the insurance company to get renter's insurance. Looks like I'll be needing it for a while. Strange to say things like "Look it up under my ex-husband's name... yes... there it is..." I envision myself as someone else, someone with an "ex" and sort of tragic. Maybe that's part of my problem, that I think of it as a tragedy. Who knows. Divorce is certainly a process that's hard on anyone, anyone at all. I know I'm not alone thinking of it as tragic.

Maybe today I can send off some queries for my bipolar diary. Though now it needs another pass-through, since the final version was on my defunct hard drive. I also need to write a resume, since that disappeared during the debacle as well.

My cold is still raging. I'm deaf in one ear. Whaa?

Sickness and Health

Turns out both the kids are home sick at Manny's house, so I have the afternoon free to lie around in bed and suffer from the same disease. I might be able to finish my paper. That would be a good use of my time.

Pdoc thought that a lot of my weekend angst had to do with not having buspar, but also we talked about the divorce a lot and the low self-esteem that has gone along with it. He wants me to exercise more vigorously every day. "It's good for your illness," he said. Clinically. And would have the side-benefit of making me thinner, too.

Time to go see what's up for my classes, what is due and coming up now that spring break is over. I know I need to critique other people's posters. They're kind of less cluttered than mine. Oh well.

Also I've been neglecting the violin. Must play today.

A One and A Two

Spent some quality time in front of the TV doing exercise routines with really buffed-up women. There's always one hapless non-buff woman who is the low impact example. That's me! Over in the corner!

I hope Sophie feels better this morning. I haven't had a call yet that she's home sick or anything. Yesterday she had the red droopy eyes of a sick sick girl.

A great IM session with Ms Jane. She's quite positive today. You should try her! I'm all buoyed up because of it. Good conversation. I'm going to try to see if I can go over to her side of the bay on Monday. I'll reschedule pdoc. She pointed out that you get the friends you deserve, as a friend. And I have riches when it comes to friends, I feel. So I must be doing something right.

Time for a shower. Things are somewhat backwards this morning because I slept too late.

Bravado

Good morning! Kind of a chilly one today. I have the heater merrily pumping air through the house and it should be nice and warm soon.

Time to start a new week of school. Today I'll try to work on that paper some more, and then check in with my classes and see what's next. I was so surprised and pleased as punch to get 100% on that paper! It was the one I turned in three minutes late after writing it really fast because of my hard drive crash. Maybe I should write all my papers under duress like that.

I'm in the mood to think yeah, I could take two classes over the summer, no problem. I'm going to look at the calendar and see what weeks I have the girls full time with no camp, while my school is on.

Squinter

A perfectly dull afternoon was just the ticket. My cold has receded and my mood has improved somewhat, though I am sad that the girls have to go with Manny. It's a sad part of the week for me. I eat my dinner alone with the TV and feel sorry for myself. Craig had had plans to come down but he had problems with his eyes and didn't make it down.

Eliz is still here for the time being. She was extremely livid at her sister and Manny asked if she could stay while he went to the store with Sophie. No problem for me, I appreciate having her around.

Reading an early Anne Tyler novel and enjoying it, except that I can't see the print very easily. This time around I need better glasses! I need to call the optometrist soon.

Tripping Down the Lane

I lay down for an hour or so but no nap was forthcoming. A lot of thinking occurred. From my little niece who is now 14 to church today to my paper that's due soon I spanned the gamut of thinking material. It was kind of nice to wander around in my own head. Quite a contrast to yesterday, in which I spent much of my time very unpleasantly in my own head.

What I need is a book to read for the afternoon. I'll go out in the garage and see what I can do. My last day of spring break, after all.

BG

The kids are watching the Nickelodeon awards, and I"m enjoying my second cup of coffee. Thoughts turned to blogging because of the coffee. A fresh cup always means a fresh posting screen around here.

Watching Battlestar Galactica straight through like I'm doing means experiencing the full brunt of the odd loneliness and darkness of the show. Maybe it's just my mood, but wow, it's an all-enveloping world and it's quite dismal much of the time. I want to know about the other ships, though. Who is on them and what's happening. It's kind of like how on the Enterprise you only hear about the head people and the rest of the world are extras.

I can't stop watching it. It's very addictive. It has its soap-opera elements, since each episode leads up the the last.

Maybe I'll do a bit of research for the end of my paper.

Hey, I got 100% on my last paper! I just got the email! Wooooot!

Home

Sophie was up in the night, sort of delirious. I think her fever had broken and she wasn't making much sense. I gave her some advil and we all went back to sleep, but I think there was still some getting up after I went back to bed. She seems better today.

I made everyone breakfast in bed, just for the heck of it. Food tastes better when it's served that way.

Nothing else to report. We've been housebound for a while here. Send the dog with the barrel!

Tough

We walked out of the pet store to find that the car next to ours in the parking lot was surrounded by a group of latino young men wearing tough looking clothing. They were all lined up standing in the parking lot and it freaked me out. They looked new, however, the clothes. Not like they'd been worn many times, more like the kind of clothes I used to wear myself back in my punk days as a teenager, fresh off the rack and bought with my parents' money. So it probably wasn't any big deal or anything.

Still, it's such a surreal day, it freaked me out.

We went out to eat and spent the whole time making jokes by crossing our eyes or suchlike.

I have no buspar nor any hope of getting any until Monday. Could be interesting; probably won't be.