Dawn's Digression.
Tuesday, August 26, 2003
Wanna know something that stinks? When you're writing a blog entry, and the power goes out at work, thus rebooting your computer, thus losing everything you wrote and making you type everything all over. I hate when that happens.
As I was saying...
I haven't been blogging as much as I mean to. Fact is, my life is just not all that exciting. It's a lot of ups and downs that are directly related to moving into a new home and getting married. Nothing really fun to write about.
I did receive Cut in the mail last week, and I read it the same night. I was a little disappointed in it. First of all, it was thin and used a big font. I'd say about an 11pt. The girl wasn't nearly as troubled as I thought she'd be, either. It wasn't a waste of time, though. It was a good time filler.
Michele bought me Prozac Nation on Saturday as a reward for putting up with her that morning. So far, so good. However. The author uses big words. I'm a big fan of big words. As long as they are big words I know. This book is making me feel incredibly ignorant. I can't stand it when I don't know things. I was reading on the couch Saturday night and actually had Michele bring me a dictionary to go along with the book. What's sad, is that these are words I would know had I paid any attention in class. Nihilism. Agrarian. Usually I can get the idea of what the author is referring to, but this time, for some bizarre reason, I want to really know what she's saying. I was surprised that I didn't know exactly what nihilism means. I hear it all the time, but graze over it. I'm a speed-learner, which means I don't go into detail. I'll hear a word, and let it float right over. All I want is the general idea of something. Then I want to move on. Anyway, I have a word now that I really like. 'nihility': Non-existence, nothingness. I know, I should have known that word a long time ago. What a loser. ;)
Michele liked Dangerous Beauty, thank goodness. I was so afraid she would hate it and then I would have to be disappointed again. Our failure to have the same taste in things frustrates me to no end. But then I remember that when I met her, I saw our differences as a learning experience. They certainly are!
Although our tastes are quite different, we haven't had TOO hard of a time registering. I'll tell you, though, registering is EXHAUSTING. At this point, we have no idea what we've registered for. No clue. We probably registered for some of the same stuff at both places. I just keep telling myself I can exchange as necessary. I just don't know what I want! The towels I picked out for my restroom suddenly feel wrong, as does the duvet we've chosen. I'm fairly certain the carpet I scanned for my bathroom is too large. How bizarre is it that someone would complain about registering? I suppose I don't mean to complain as much as I am just amazed at how hard it is. Registering is fun, though. Don't get me wrong! We spent forever at Target looking at glasses. We finally found something we both agreed on. You know, after we had opened every box in the aisle. We still can't find any plates we like, though. But we found flatware! Yay!
I got my invites in the mail the other day, and I'm in the process of triple-checking all addresses before having them addressed. We went for our alterations on Saturday. We have our tasting at the hotel this Saturday. We're catching up. I think. We're going to work on our vows and get our license this week.
Oh. Shelley can't go with us to Vermont. I think Michele is crushed. I was sad, too. It doesn't seem the same without Shelley. She has been with Michele throughout this entire relationship. From the first time we had lunch, Shelley has been in involved. My dad isn't going, either. The jury is still out on my mother, although she has to decide by Thursday, as we are approaching the 30 day mark (when we are charged for the rooms whether they are used or not). I ordered the flowers last week as well, and those should be here shortly.
I can't recall if I've discussed school here or not. I've tried to keep these thoughts to myself because I know I am back and forth on the issue. I applied at UTD this summer. I received my acceptance letter one week ago. Of course, I received the letter so late, I didn't have time to get financial aid, talk to a counselor, etc. So, UTD is a big no go this semester. So I had thought maybe I would go to the community college and brush up on my math skills. But, when I made that decision I had about 2 days to get all of it straight...Plus, I had other things to deal with. I decided it might be best if I take another semester off. The additional stress on me is probably not a good idea. I don't need more on my plate. So, I'm very disappointed to not be a student this semester, but I'm certain it is for the best.
As I was saying...
I haven't been blogging as much as I mean to. Fact is, my life is just not all that exciting. It's a lot of ups and downs that are directly related to moving into a new home and getting married. Nothing really fun to write about.
I did receive Cut in the mail last week, and I read it the same night. I was a little disappointed in it. First of all, it was thin and used a big font. I'd say about an 11pt. The girl wasn't nearly as troubled as I thought she'd be, either. It wasn't a waste of time, though. It was a good time filler.
Michele bought me Prozac Nation on Saturday as a reward for putting up with her that morning. So far, so good. However. The author uses big words. I'm a big fan of big words. As long as they are big words I know. This book is making me feel incredibly ignorant. I can't stand it when I don't know things. I was reading on the couch Saturday night and actually had Michele bring me a dictionary to go along with the book. What's sad, is that these are words I would know had I paid any attention in class. Nihilism. Agrarian. Usually I can get the idea of what the author is referring to, but this time, for some bizarre reason, I want to really know what she's saying. I was surprised that I didn't know exactly what nihilism means. I hear it all the time, but graze over it. I'm a speed-learner, which means I don't go into detail. I'll hear a word, and let it float right over. All I want is the general idea of something. Then I want to move on. Anyway, I have a word now that I really like. 'nihility': Non-existence, nothingness. I know, I should have known that word a long time ago. What a loser. ;)
Michele liked Dangerous Beauty, thank goodness. I was so afraid she would hate it and then I would have to be disappointed again. Our failure to have the same taste in things frustrates me to no end. But then I remember that when I met her, I saw our differences as a learning experience. They certainly are!
Although our tastes are quite different, we haven't had TOO hard of a time registering. I'll tell you, though, registering is EXHAUSTING. At this point, we have no idea what we've registered for. No clue. We probably registered for some of the same stuff at both places. I just keep telling myself I can exchange as necessary. I just don't know what I want! The towels I picked out for my restroom suddenly feel wrong, as does the duvet we've chosen. I'm fairly certain the carpet I scanned for my bathroom is too large. How bizarre is it that someone would complain about registering? I suppose I don't mean to complain as much as I am just amazed at how hard it is. Registering is fun, though. Don't get me wrong! We spent forever at Target looking at glasses. We finally found something we both agreed on. You know, after we had opened every box in the aisle. We still can't find any plates we like, though. But we found flatware! Yay!
I got my invites in the mail the other day, and I'm in the process of triple-checking all addresses before having them addressed. We went for our alterations on Saturday. We have our tasting at the hotel this Saturday. We're catching up. I think. We're going to work on our vows and get our license this week.
Oh. Shelley can't go with us to Vermont. I think Michele is crushed. I was sad, too. It doesn't seem the same without Shelley. She has been with Michele throughout this entire relationship. From the first time we had lunch, Shelley has been in involved. My dad isn't going, either. The jury is still out on my mother, although she has to decide by Thursday, as we are approaching the 30 day mark (when we are charged for the rooms whether they are used or not). I ordered the flowers last week as well, and those should be here shortly.
I can't recall if I've discussed school here or not. I've tried to keep these thoughts to myself because I know I am back and forth on the issue. I applied at UTD this summer. I received my acceptance letter one week ago. Of course, I received the letter so late, I didn't have time to get financial aid, talk to a counselor, etc. So, UTD is a big no go this semester. So I had thought maybe I would go to the community college and brush up on my math skills. But, when I made that decision I had about 2 days to get all of it straight...Plus, I had other things to deal with. I decided it might be best if I take another semester off. The additional stress on me is probably not a good idea. I don't need more on my plate. So, I'm very disappointed to not be a student this semester, but I'm certain it is for the best.
Dawn, 8:59 AM
