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We won't talk about my finances, my academics, or the work i've done towards what happens when I'm evicted I graduate. No, this journal is all about selective reporting, and in this vein:
I had a fabulous day with the engineer. We went to the Andy Warhol exhibit at the art museum in brattleboro, which I highly recommend. It was a short drive, but on the way there I got to show off some of my geo skills, and the exhibit was really cool. The gift shop mercifully did not have any too-enticing offers. On the way up we listened to the mix I spent the weekend making her, and she really liked it, which made me happy. We got back to noho in time for mass, which was great as I haven't been at HHH for a month. Eek! After, we went to dinner and then to Target, which is always fun with her. I just love having her in my passenger seat. Or my bed. If not in my arms, I like her in my peripheral vision.
Also, generally we don't party together, but last night we joined a small gathering and had a really good time. My theory, that our problems come in when one of us has to play hostess, was given substantial backing. Also, it was a small crowd which I think makes it easier. It wasn't a productive weekend in terms of work, by any stretch of the imagination, but I am cleaning my hole of a room so that work can happen in here without my breaking something, spilling coffee, or having to search all over for a book underneath a pile of jeans. Or the reverse. A place for everything, and everything in its place. So I should get back to that so that I can place myself in bed soon.
I had a fabulous day with the engineer. We went to the Andy Warhol exhibit at the art museum in brattleboro, which I highly recommend. It was a short drive, but on the way there I got to show off some of my geo skills, and the exhibit was really cool. The gift shop mercifully did not have any too-enticing offers. On the way up we listened to the mix I spent the weekend making her, and she really liked it, which made me happy. We got back to noho in time for mass, which was great as I haven't been at HHH for a month. Eek! After, we went to dinner and then to Target, which is always fun with her. I just love having her in my passenger seat. Or my bed. If not in my arms, I like her in my peripheral vision.
Also, generally we don't party together, but last night we joined a small gathering and had a really good time. My theory, that our problems come in when one of us has to play hostess, was given substantial backing. Also, it was a small crowd which I think makes it easier. It wasn't a productive weekend in terms of work, by any stretch of the imagination, but I am cleaning my hole of a room so that work can happen in here without my breaking something, spilling coffee, or having to search all over for a book underneath a pile of jeans. Or the reverse. A place for everything, and everything in its place. So I should get back to that so that I can place myself in bed soon.
