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Well, here we are, almost to the middle of February and it's only snowed a little bit in Sewanee. My mother tells me that it continues to snow in Jackson, so much so that she and my dad can't go to work.
I'm jealous. They'd never cancel classes for snow in Sewanee... they'd just dig tunnels to the academic buildings so we could go. Ugh.
I've been ridiculously busy for the past couple of weeks. First it was Rush - Formal House, Return House, and Shake Day. Then there was a lot of reading to be done for various classes. Then it was Prom, and Crush Party. And now it's papers. I have a paper due tomorrow (Tuesday), two Thursday (for the same class!!), and one next Tuesday, a week from today. I've finished the one for tomorrow, thankfully - all that's left is proofreading - but I still haven't gotten anything of note done on the rest.
As for the funeral, that's where I stopped in Mothwing late last week before turning it in to Kevin - poor Gideon had to watch his own funeral (can you imagine how awkward that would be? Ick.) I haven't had a chance to go back to it yet, due to all these stupid papers, but I plan on working on it tonight. Kevin has introduced me to a writing program called Ommwriter that I am absolutely in love with - it essentially takes over your whole screen with this nice white picture of some trees in snow and you type in the middle of it and it plays various ambient sounds like ocean waves (my favorite) and it's just awesome. Yep. So go look!
http://www.ommwriter.com
They have a nifty video and everything.
In other news, I have started going to the gym. I know, scary, right? But it's becoming a regular thing since Elizabeth, Jessica, and Kayce all go regularly, and Eliza goes sometimes too. And today I met a man named David Coe while I was on the stationary bike. I accidentally threw my iPod at him and then later he introduced himself because of a book I was reading (The Shadow Rising by Robert Jordan, fourth in his Wheel of Time series). Apparently Mr. Coe also writes fantasy for Tor, Robert Jordan's publisher. I am to read one of his books whenever I finish with Robert Jordan. And I think I will. It was just weird enough of an encounter to make sure I do, eventually, lol.
So it's been like a month since I posted. Honestly, nothing exciting has happened to me all summer. I work. Every day. Sometimes I go to church and work on VBS things. We've really lost our steam on this one - none of us really cares any more. I mean, the week of VBS itself is a lot of fun, but the whole getting ready for it... not so much. We've downsized our decorations from what we'd originally planned - we're no longer building animals out of chicken wire and papier mache. We are, however, still building the tree. I think we're scheduled to start that this Sunday, perhaps.
The only exciting thing I've had happen to me - if you can say it's exciting rather than awkward - is that my desk fell apart and the maintenance crew had to come fix it. The maintenance crew consists of three men - Billy Brimm, Farrow Gibson, and a boy named Brian. Billy and Farrow are friends of my grandfather. I don't know who the boy is. However, apparently this boy has been talking to my grandfather about me because he sees him when Billy and Farrow go to their daily 'meetings' at the Amoco with all the other old men in Bells. And so naturally my grandfather's having a fabulous time teasing me about it. I don't even know this boy. He is kind of cute, but he seems a little young. I'm not worried about it, really.
I've decided I have to live somewhere near water. My mother, sister and I went to a friend's lake house for the weekend. I spent most of my time on the boat tied to the dock - we couldn't take it out for a spin, because none of us knew how to operate a boat, but it was a nice shady spot to sit and talk to my mom and sister who were laying out on the dock. It was fantastic. I love just looking at the water - something about it pulls at me. Mama says she's the same way.
And yet we live in landlocked Jackson. Huh.
The conference is coming up in about a month. I sent in my packet at the end of last week, and they cashed the check in it so I'm assuming they got it. I'm mildly anxious about the conference. I always get a little freaked out when people read my stuff, though - it's not so bad with Kevin, probably because I'm used to it, but this is a whole new thing. I guess we'll just have to see how it goes.
Now, as it's the weekend, I'm going to chill and play the Sims (which I FINALLY got working on my computer - installing Leopard, while a good plan, totally screwed up my Sims playing) and read and watch movies and generally not think about invoices and packing slips and purchase orders.
So I had my first day of work at Pictsweet today. (For those of you who don't know, Pictsweet is a company that packages and sells frozen vegetables.) I'm basically a secretary for a guy who does accounting things. I am an English major. Accounting things don't compute with me. So mostly I file things.
Lots and lots of things.
Like ten thousand sheets of paper crossed my desk today. Not even kidding.
Oh, and I work in a cubicle. It's like stepping back into the early 90s lol. Though I suppose some businesses (like Pictsweet) do still do the whole cubicle maze thing. My cubicle is right outside my boss's door, so he can check on me and make sure I haven't filed anything incorrectly. Which I'm quite likely to do in these first few days. His filing system makes no sense to me... mostly because everything's in triplicate and color-coded and it all has to go to a different place. And I'm not sure where anything goes at all. So I have about forty sticky notes stuck to the side of my cubicle to remind me where everything is supposed to end up.
Yeah. On the bright side, I get to eat lunch with Katie every day. So this is good.
