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The 3 sections of my desk have been reunited. It’s been a long while since they’ve been together. I'm sure each piece is happy to see each other again. I'm sitting in the room of the new place.
I've left behind only my king size bed and closet items at the old place. I'm 85% moved in, so this is the place where I’ll make my stay.
There is still a lot of work to do around here. Good thing that I have nothing but time now that finals are over.
It was a shitty year, school wise. Something was missing that I can’t discern, but it’s in the past now. Blame can be assigned, excuses can be placed to shift truth, but in the end it is what it is, and it’s over. Grades weren’t terrible. All were passing…The semester itself was just not as great as I've had in the past. It wasn’t the classes, either. They were interesting. Part of it is that I don’t belong with these people…my “peers,” or since we’re in college….my “colleagues.”
Part of it is that I don’t know what I want to do. Part of It is a host of external factors. For my sake, I need to become better at focusing on multiple things. I'm terrible at it. Maybe it’s the fact I'm a guy (news to some of you, maybe) but I have a hard time divvying up my time, skills, and efforts in multiple places. I do one thing and I do it amazing, that’s me. On the bright side, this semester has passed with ease. It’s gone by incredibly fast and in a few weeks, another will start. And then a summer, and then a semester, and then repeat. Sounds like the instruction format for a bottle of shampoo… “lather, rinse, repeat.”
Right now the sky is falling miles above my head. A grand meteor shower is taking place and I can’t see it. The reason why is two fold- First fold- I'm indoors. Second fold- it’s a little cloudy outside.
I was looking forward to this since Maine, but when it came to go time, I have no one to go with, I have no money to go, period, and I don’t have much desire to go alone right now
My philosophy is that when there’s an elephant in the room, you should introduce it.
So I'm living with Lindsey this spring, as I alluded to earlier sometime. I'm upstairs using my 32” monitor (doubles as her 32” TV) to write this right now. So far I've been pretty amazing at moving. I’d like to be humble…but I carried a washer from the bed of a truck in to a tiny room in a house. That was AFTER I carried the old washer out. It was also after I took out the old dryer, and put the new dryer in. It may be the possibility that carrying a washer takes a lot of testosterone, but having done so, I feel incredibly manly. I've added it to my man resume…I can do sheetrock, build engines, carry washers, drive standard, never get lost. It’s an ever expanding list.
This process has not been without its bumps, though. Not even 2 days in to discussing the possibility of living here, we were arguing about decorations. Apparently I have no say in the decoration of the house, which I refuse to sign off on. I've got an exquisite picture entitled “gay woods” that has been with me since I found it in an abandoned Crossing Place apartment. It’s the centerpiece of wherever I live. Come to find that Lindsey hates that picture.
This whole process may work out well, though. I'm actually excited. Undoubtedly there will be problems. I’ll be kicked out of here a time or two, I imagine. And I’ll be here to write about it, because it’s going to be an adventure.
Speaking of which…I need to go on one. a few other random notes I've been jotting down, but have not formulated in to an entry-
Actually I have nothing.
I had some stuff about Bonfire, some stuff about the Texas game, some stuff about a Honey Badger, and a personal reminder about how certain days just serve as the world saying “Chris…you’re a bad ass.”
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Quick update because I'm sleepy--
Flight to San Francisco was good even though I gave up my window seat to a little girl and got sneezed on by an Asian--ironic because so many of them wear those medical masks around.
BART is good...MUNI train is gross, buses and trains and elevators smell like urine. Trolley looks super cool but I have yet to ride it.
I got to talk to someone at CSU and found out the person I'm hoping to work with has spots opening--hooray! Also got to see a wiimote being used to measure changes in water surface level: sweeeeet.
I even got to meet the guy who John kept saying got famous climbing the wind/solar tree. Small world...or just really huge conference.
Truthfully this place is overwhelming: I didn't realize it, but there are 16,000 people attending this conference. Ridiculous! I was actually feeling super lonely until the shuttle ride back to the hotel from the conference. Before that I had run into Tim, but that was the only familiar face I saw unless you count Dr. Kennicut at the Kick Ass Mars lecture...but he didn't remember my name, so that made me feel lonely too. I ate lunch alone at some sandwich shop...I was feeling blah.
But then I got on the bus and met some other undergrads from Michigan going back to my hotel. We chatted on the way back, and then Tim sent me a message about going to eat at this Asian place with some of his students and people he knew. It was delicious! Then I took a nice 1ish mile stroll (and by that I mean intense hike up the hills in S.F....IN HEELS...I've seriously hiked mountains that weren't that steep) back to the hotel, and only got cat-called by two homeless guys once. Once they said "ain't you looking mighty good tonight" I just said "thank you." I think they were so surprised that I didn't ignore them that they left me alone--haha.
Looking forward to the rest of the week!Current Mood:  exhausted |
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