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kjpepperHousing bill dealt with - check. After three months of stupidity.
Gown - check. Found it.
Cap, hood, tassel and medal - no dice. I've dragged the set around with me since I was supposed to get out in 2000 and it's survived three moves. I wouldn't know where to begin looking for this crap. Just going to go down to the bookstore later and buy these again. And those earbuds while I'm at it.
Dealing with the Brownes - *sigh* check. Dad, Vicki and Ruth are coming up, Mom's too ill, so I'm going to charge![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sundart with the sacred duty of running about taking pictures with the digicam so I can post them up on the 'net for her. Told Mom I'd come down sometime soon, so I'll have to see when the six flag trip is and see what else is planned for birkwelch's visit, then nip down to NY for a couple of days. Haven't decided whether I'm going to head back home afterwards or down to PA to see harinezumi from there. *sigh* This is going to be shitty. But now that the major hurdle in dealing with all of themfolk I happen to be related to seems to be accomplished, I'm going to see who I can actually relate to and who I should drop like a hot potato. I've got some fences to mend, and from the sound of things, Mom doesn't have too much time left. We need to have a chat, and she and Dad need to be officially told some things. Amazing how suddenly I don't really care about the outcomes.
Well, it took a few kicks in the pants, but I seem to actually be functioning at an adult level since, oh, New Year's. *sigh* Now we know. Me + academia = seriously stupid Andee. (ironic, that.) Never again.
so, yeah. That's so weird, I seem to actually be tying all of the loose ends up, and making a good job of it. And for the first time in what, four years... I'm not stressed out. Weeeeeeeeeird. But good.
I should go enjoy the sunshine. Or take a nap. Or find out when the senior barbecue is and have some free food. Or take a nap. Or cause trouble on ArsOpenForum. Or write. Or bring cruel merciless death on the landscapers down the block filling the air with the putrid scent of cut grass. Or callsundart. Or take a nap. Or sweep the living room and the study and the stairs. Or have myself another big laugh about the fact that Dad wants me to make myself one of those dumb certificates his fraternity hands around to the uppity black graduating chilluns of members that he pesters me about every summer. Or start researching when and where I'm going to make up this math class. Or take a nap. Or call timarok. Or lock myself in the bathroom and attempt to smooth out the mess I call my hair. Or put my resume together. Or... SOMETHING.
*crazy grin*
Gown - check. Found it.
Cap, hood, tassel and medal - no dice. I've dragged the set around with me since I was supposed to get out in 2000 and it's survived three moves. I wouldn't know where to begin looking for this crap. Just going to go down to the bookstore later and buy these again. And those earbuds while I'm at it.
Dealing with the Brownes - *sigh* check. Dad, Vicki and Ruth are coming up, Mom's too ill, so I'm going to charge
sundart with the sacred duty of running about taking pictures with the digicam so I can post them up on the 'net for her. Told Mom I'd come down sometime soon, so I'll have to see when the six flag trip is and see what else is planned for birkwelch's visit, then nip down to NY for a couple of days. Haven't decided whether I'm going to head back home afterwards or down to PA to see harinezumi from there. *sigh* This is going to be shitty. But now that the major hurdle in dealing with all of themfolk I happen to be related to seems to be accomplished, I'm going to see who I can actually relate to and who I should drop like a hot potato. I've got some fences to mend, and from the sound of things, Mom doesn't have too much time left. We need to have a chat, and she and Dad need to be officially told some things. Amazing how suddenly I don't really care about the outcomes.Well, it took a few kicks in the pants, but I seem to actually be functioning at an adult level since, oh, New Year's. *sigh* Now we know. Me + academia = seriously stupid Andee. (ironic, that.) Never again.
so, yeah. That's so weird, I seem to actually be tying all of the loose ends up, and making a good job of it. And for the first time in what, four years... I'm not stressed out. Weeeeeeeeeird. But good.
I should go enjoy the sunshine. Or take a nap. Or find out when the senior barbecue is and have some free food. Or take a nap. Or cause trouble on ArsOpenForum. Or write. Or bring cruel merciless death on the landscapers down the block filling the air with the putrid scent of cut grass. Or call
sundart. Or take a nap. Or sweep the living room and the study and the stairs. Or have myself another big laugh about the fact that Dad wants me to make myself one of those dumb certificates his fraternity hands around to the uppity black graduating chilluns of members that he pesters me about every summer. Or start researching when and where I'm going to make up this math class. Or take a nap. Or call timarok. Or lock myself in the bathroom and attempt to smooth out the mess I call my hair. Or put my resume together. Or... SOMETHING.*crazy grin*
