It’s official, I have a cold. It’s the first of the season, but it won’t be the last. I don’t have the best immune system to begin with and I also work with children. Bad combination, that. I’ve been lucky to only get the flu once in the three winters I’ve been at the library, so I hope to avoid it again this year. I also hope to quit the library before spring.
Speaking of quitting (or hoping to), I’m going to have a harder time of it. Jae is returning to the library, effective Monday. Nice to have one of my partners in crime back, but I’m not sure it’s enough to keep me from leaving. Sorry, Jae.
Before I make a decision about what I’m going to do about the library, I need to talk to my academic advisor. I’m still floundering about the direction my course of study is going to take and what my emphasis should be. This going back to school process is exciting, but also a little scary. I’ll feel better once the semester starts, but until then I feel like I’m floundering around, trying to figure out what to do.
I had a craving for Ben and Jerry’s New York Super Fudge Chunk earlier and Jay was nice enough to bring a pint home for me. It’s strange, this craving for ice cream, because I almost never want the stuff once the temperature dips below 70. Maybe it’s because I’m not feeling great and I’ve been uncomfortably warm this evening, despite the weather. Whatever the reason, I had ice cream and I’m a happy girl.
Happy, happy.
October has been filled with special occasions!
Today is the one year anniversary of my little weblog. Woo. I’m still having fun with it, so I guess I’ll keep writing about myself for your amusement (and mine). Thanks for reading.
This week is also the one year anniversary of The Highly Selective Book Club With Only Two Members TM. Happy Anniversary book club buddy.
The future Dr. Rose sent this to me and I thought it was hysterical. I’ve always been a big believer in visualization. If you believe in something strongly and focus on it happening, quite often it will happen. Self-fulfilling prophecies don’t always have to be negative.
When it comes to the presidential election, I’m visualizing President Kerry. I won’t even let people around me suggest it could be otherwise. It’s going to be Kerry. Can you visualize it? I know you can.
Another factor of my recent writing malaise might be the run of rejections I’ve been getting lately. I just received the third in little over a week. Ouch.
Rejection sucks.
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