many thoughts for the day

Driving to work, up that one lane ramp that connects Mopac and 183, I wondered if I was going to die or perhaps be transformed in some mystical way. Not a morbid thought but something just strange. The song on the radio, the grey sky, the feeling that I was driving right up into the clouds... in the parking lot of the bokostore, I heard "Name," special perhaps only because of the time and place it was first listened to.

we've grown up way too fast
and now there's nothing to believe
reruns all become our history
a tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
and I won't tell no one your name

Work was good. Thankfully I missed meeting the corporate bosses who stopped by this morning. Much work in the cooking section, and my manager complimented me on how nice it looked.

Went to the Showdown afterwards with a couple of my coworkers. They had been roller skating earlier. Had a beer and talked about music and random things, it was quite nice.

My Reflect.com stuff arrived today, new shampoo and conditioner. They sent me a shiny purple candle in a tin too. I like them quite a lot.

I never unsubscribed to that wedding mailing and I keep getting messages that say stuff like "22 weeks to go!" and it just makes me sad. I wanted it I really did and it hurts to know it probably wasn't the right decision to make at the time.

Need to go to bed soon for all the things I must do tomorrow. Too awake to be tired.

new classes

Walking along Guadalupe in the rain this afternoon, thinking this weather is exactly what I imagine Seattle to be like. Coincidence, the rain started the day I got the Nirvana biography. Weird.

It is very wet out there. Nice to see the creeks full and things perking up a bit. Walking around campus, rediscovering the beautiful parts of campus. The first day of class is good for people watching too. Lots of skinny girls with long hair in halter tops and low slung jeans are not so interesting, nor are the boys with bad haircuts and blank expressions.

I did see a beautiful girl in a 40's style black blouse and skirt, with a fabulous black hat. Very classy, I wonder what she does.

Classes are wonderful! My professors are fabulous and are all enthused about their subjects. No trouble at all to get into the upper division section of Ancient Egypt. Miss Molly from Czech is also doing the independent study anthropology, so we will be able to study together.

Most hilarious moment of the day: when my dear classics professor began imitating creatures from The Mummy Returns. Watching a jovial man in a suit tip toe hop around the podium and laugh about Roman insults.

Runner-up: when my anthropology professor was discussing the evolution of primates, he showed a picture of a chimp baring it's teeth and then a picture of Nixon in a similar open mouthed pose.

Had many wonderful thoughts to record, but was interrupted by my roommate so it's a bit scattered. I think I need to talk to her about how I feel she doesn't respect my presence in the house. Some things are really beginning to get on my nerves.