What was it I was going to talk about today? I've had it on my mind all morning....hmm.
Well, I know that while I was considering temperatures, I remembered that about 4 years ago today at 7:15am I could be found trapsing across the Carolina-Spt campus with a wool coat and gloves, because it's REAL chilly up there this time of year...and it's not even that far away...amazing. That 7:30am course was Romanticism with Dr.Knight. I learned a valuable lesson in that class....that I didn't want to be an English major. So I stuck with art/design for another semester and then made the Psychology leap.
I've been reading a short book authored by my landlord Dr.Moore, who, as I've stated before, taught at GSU for some time as an Art History prof. From what I've read, his tone and style makes me think he might be a romanitc. Not romantic as in modern ROMANCE (even tho he could be, and probably is)...but Romanticism romantic, which is different in some ways. You know, Blake and Wordsworth...those guys. I remember I read The Ruined Cottage in Knights course, and I actually got into it. I tried at least...and I thought my critique was pretty good, but it was waaaay more work than payoff. Which may be the very nature of the subject. (no pun intended) Romanticism is an appealing concept, it's something that makes you think of artistic contemplation and perhaps love, in it's endless variety of forms....but to me, the content is a bit unstimulating. And that's just me. Everyone has their reasons.
There is an absolute THRONG of cellphones going off in the computer lab as I sit here typing. It makes me feel like a better person for just keeping mine off...but some peopole are never embarassed by those crazy ringtones that sound off for all to hear and be distracted by. Normally it's really not a problem except WE'RE AT SCHOOL. But I know, it's hard to live in Atlanta without a cellphone surgically attached to your ear.
OH YEA. My weekend! Rob and I went to the REM concert on Saturday. It was a really great show. The opening band was from Athens too, but they have a pretty long name so I of course don't remember. Then I headed to the hometown on Sunday to tutor and find that mom had forgotten the lentil burger promise, but she RE-promised to have them this weekend, we'll see. Her birthday is Thursay, the big 59. I guess next year she'll be "the big 60" (but every year is, of course, another milestone.) So I'm guessing the brother will be headed to Columbus, and so will I. And a party is likely. I mean, how can we NOT use the birthday excuse to it's full potential.? I attempt to have a full "birthday week" if I can manage :)
This morning it became official that I may simply never know exactly where my keys are when I head for the door. I think I looked for about 15mins today before I discovered their spot. I remember coming in last night, thinking I should just leave my keys in the door and lock the deadbolt from the inside, but I didn't, and continued on to setting all my stuff down in the kitchen, and then putting things in the fridge (dear mom had a load of groceries for me, which was good, because I was about to start living off of rice until next month) Anyway, I searched and searched, but when I looked in the refridgerator for the second time, I decided enough was enough and I'd just do that whole retracing of steps thing. So I started for the door and on my way there had one of those BMA's...as Wayne says, Blinding Moments of Awareness. And of course, the moment was true, the keys WERE in the door, only....outside.
Aww geez. And then you know the first thing that comes to my mind wasn't that some burglar could have come in (mainly because that's about the LAST thing that would happen) but that Soo, my housemate, left at 7:15am and probably looked down and saw them hanging there and thought "that Rachel...."
I guess I should begin to end here...Rob will be sending me pics from this past weekend so they should be up shortly. We had so many good ones I'm sure he's utterly torn as to which will make it up on his blog. He's probably the only person I know who's more obsessed with taking pictures than me...so naturally with both of us, we have a vast assortment indeed.
Have you ever had that feeling that something is crawling on you, but theres nothing there?
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