Gordon Lightfoot, A Message To The Wind
Today was another long day. They all seem to be long days.
My first class was cancelled today, but I didn't find that out until I'd already walked all the way down to it. On crutches. Grr.
Came back to my room, puttered about for a bit, and took a nap. Then I went to lunch, which is quite the adventure on crutches. Trays are not things of joy and delight. Yesterday, Chris (P.) carried mine for me, but I was by myself today. So I ended up wrapping my food in napkins, putting it in my bag, and carrying it to my table that way.
After lunch I came back to my room, looked up beach houses for an hour or so, and read my philosophy homework. I really can't stand the textbook in that class. Then I went to philosophy, and I fell asleep twice. A combination of painkillers, it being the middle of the afternoon, lack of sleep, and a windowless classroom. The professor is actaully fairly interesting.
Then I went to choir and I was the only alto. Yay me. And my voice is all fucked up from my cold, so I couldn't sing anything much over middle C well...I wanna be a tenor......
Then I met with Jens, my current CS prof, for about an hour. I think I have a better grasp of the stuff now.
Then I came back to the dorms, talked with people in the lounge for a bit, and went to my room to call my mother. Brainwaves was performing tonight, so mom and I went to that. We met Chris (C.) and Kelly there (we didn't mean to, they were just also there). He was trying to use up his remaining cell phone minutes before they expired at midnight, so we called Sean and left silly messages on his answering machine since he wasn't home. It's weird, I got to listen to his message, and I realized that I actually missed the sound of his voice, even though I'd talked to him just a few days ago. I'm such a dork.
Anyway, got back from Brainwaves and he (Sean) was online. So we were talking, and all of the sudden the fire alarm goes off. Grr. Ah well, last year it went off in the middle of the night when it was snowing and I had to go outside in my satin nightgown and snow boots. At least this year it was warmer, earlier and I was dressed. Came back in, explained to Sean why I suddenly went away, and resumed the conversation. I just sent him the information I found out on beach houses. I'm not quite sure how he pictures this hypothetical trip, so I had trouble narrowing it down. I'll see how he likes this batch of possibilities, if none of them sound good to him I'll find out what he actaully wants and try to go find that. Basically, I took all of the condos and houses I could find online on the Oregon coast that had hot tubs and slept less than about 8 people and sent him the URLS and descriptions. Most of them look pretty good to me, although some of them seem a little out there in some way or other. They're all on the expensive side, though. If we gave up the hot tub concept and the beach house concept, we could get it cheaper. I don't really know how much money he was picturing, I know I can cover my portion with some money left over from a summer job I had a few years back that I never spent. (Basically, I was so depressed that summer that I didn't feel like dealing with much of anything, so I just deposited my earnings into a bank account. Ever since, it's been my "fun money", to be withdrawn as needed for silly things. I think I have around $800-$900 in there still.) But I don't know about him. And I still don't know when we'll both have time for this. But I want it to work out somehow. I'd still want to go if we ended up staying in a boring, inexpensive motel. Or even camping, that could be fun. I've never been camping using an actual tent. I wonder if he has one.
Appearantly, some people just came over to his room, so he's busy. I just sent him the list of places. I think I'll upload this and then maybe attack old email. Hopefully he'll be able to read the list soon. Most of me doubts that this trip will actually happen, but I still hope it works out.
Captain Squanky signing off