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Archive for January, 2009
Morning classes were canceled due to ICE!
But we don’t have any morning classes…..
The ice can be pretty and all, but I really am getting impaitent waiting for spring.
Warmth came back for a little bit!
Not quite warm enough for Abed-nego to go swimming…..
I can’t wait for spring.
Just one of the many reasons why Abed-nego is the best dog ever.
He is always ready to cuddle under a blanket–even when the apartment is over 70 degrees.
I made a quesodilla while listening to the inauguration. Chris had a meeting to get to at 12:30 pm regarding his research assistant position, but we were able to hear Obama’s speech and speed off to campus.
Some people are very happy. Some people don’t care. Some people are angry.
I am hopeful and happy and believing that if we all work together, things can get better.
The semester begins and my posts stop. Funny how when interesting things happen worth writing about, I have no time. One week down, fourteen til graduation.
Yesterday we walked on the trails at Lynchburg College. The lake was frozen to the point that Abed-nego and Chris could walk on it.
I’ve been slacking with photos lately since we haven’t been going on too many adventures. I get bored with taking pictures of just objects laying around, so I give up on trying to be creative and the shots aren’t as nice as they could be. Ah, I’ll start making more of an effort.
And just so Mr. Rufus doesn’t get jealous…..
It finally came!
Today I
got a haircut
and then I saw a woodpecker,
which was kind of weird since I just started reading Still Life with Woodpecker last night.
I wish I had a camera on me.
Woodpeckers are loud even when they they are not chewing on wood.
Then I opened up my package
to find my pretty new vintage camera.
Melting brain…
I can’t see things getting better by May, especially since the 2009 budgets are set.
And I can’t afford to just keep going to school, getting degree after degree.
Vonnegut recognizes the self-respect that rises from having work
and the sense of worthlessness that comes from being unemployed despite trying your hardest.
“You’ve got something the test and machines will never be able to measure: you’re artistic. That’s one of the tragedies of our times, that no machine has ever been built that can recognize that quality, appreciate it, foster it, sympathize with it” (Vonnegut 178).
Too bad being creative does not make one employable without adequate degrees saying that the individual is in fact trained to be creative combined with experience also proving application of creativity.
from the past couple of days.
I’m getting bored with taking pictures of objects around the apartment, but I really don’t have time to go out.
Thesis thesis thesis!
Is it weird that writing on Cat’s Cradle is making want to go to Costa Rica?
This whole Roland Burris thing is really annoying me because every stinkin’ time they say his name, I seriously think they are talking about Roland Barthes and I get confused.
That and I don’t care that Oprah gained 40 pounds since 2006. I’m sure more important events going on in the world.
I’ve been writing on technological and scientific progress leading to the apocalypse for the past I-don’t-know-how-long.
Feeling wiped out by this, but I think I can finish this chapter by tonight or sometime tomorrow.
I thought about taking a break and reading a book that isn’t for my thesis for a change.
The truth is, though, that all I want to read is Vonnegut. It’s always been that way.
To bring up my spirits, I googled pictures of Vonnegut. Here are some of my favorites:
He said that if you know a little bit of how a refrigerator works, then everyone assumes that you are a science fiction writer. He obviously didn’t know too much since he failed out of Cornell.
Trying to kill himself by smoking Pall Mall cigarettes–he was going to sue them since he hadn’t died yet.
And of course what caused me to stop reading Breakfast of Champions when I was 16. The new Wal Mart sign? Yes.
I’ll get back to my thesis now.
As some of you may have noticed, the blogs were down–or gone completely, rather–for about 12 hours. I somehow managed to write over them when trying to update the domain. I never actually got the domain going the way that I wanted to, so I was trying to fix that. Instead, it went terribly wrong, but with the help of dad (thanks!) we are back with just about a month’s worth blogging missing. But, really, I don’t think I’ve said anything interesting in the past month anyway.
Here’s a summary for history’s sake:
I finished up my grad classes and submitted the grades of the classes I teach.
We made a beorscipe for our Old English professor
and then covered Dr. Harris’ door with post-its.
We went to Chesapeake (and Sandbridge) and Woodbridge to celebrate Christmas with both sides of the family.
We came back and have been working on thesis work mostly and wasting time taking pictures.
We celebrated New Year’s with some friends and lit little pizzas on fire.
I decided to start taking a picture a day as a goal for 2009.
And now I leave you with two photos that I took yesterday just because I know I had made an entry with them….
My Christopher
And my lunch
