St. Patrick's day

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May God turn the hearts of your enemies, and if he cannot turn thier hearts, may he turn their ankles so you will know them by their limping.

One of my favorite toasts, by far. It went over well in St. Petersburg, but that may have been in part because of all the people who toasted before me. I was certainly drunk by that point, which is why I began with the more commonly known one "May the road rise up to meet you/May the wind be always at your back/May the sun shine warm upon your face;/the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,/May God hold you in the palm of His hand" and somewhere in the middle switched over.

I'm wearing the green today, keepin it real with Big Bird.

I got an email from the consultant yesterday, just to say I'm cool. There has also been much talking, both on serious topics, and topics that lead to long pauses punctuated by giggling.

I picked up Darcy's fiancee's friend from the airport. Much chatting about the socioeconomics and politics of western MA, and astrological signs. I don't know, but it was awesome.

I have eaten so many Tiramisu and Raspberry cordials from Sweetie's. Oh man. Britta and I are going to Top 'N Ho, which is good, because I am hungry and I don't need a major sugar rush right now. I have, however, gotten about 20,000% of my daily value of chocolate. Sweet.

In re-reading old livejournal entries, I rediscovered the phrase "take a swim in lake you" thanks to raybear. Thanks, raybear. I took a swim in lake me today. Really it was more like a swim in lake procrastination disguised as me-time. But I feel refreshed nonetheless.

I'm also rediscovering Weezer and my country smartplaylist. Well, the country playlist is new, but more to the point I'm avoiding the emo overload for the time being.

I know it's in the early stages, and I'm all about the taking it slow (for once) and getting to know each other. That said, I'm really optimistic about the consultant. The fact that she's from Chicago and Catholic gives us a lot in common in terms of background. It's true, we're from totally different parts of the city, but it definitely makes less of a difference when you're surrounded by Massholes. Also, our accents come out to play when we talk to each other, which is just generally entertaining. Beyond background, she's open to religion and faith, specifically Catholicism. This is something I've been looking for in another person for a while, but didn't expect to find, at least not while at Smith. Talking to someone who isn't just willing to listen, but is actively engaged with similar questions and issues within a similar institutional and faith context is really wonderful and it's a new idea that this could be the same person I'm dating. This is a part of my life I've never really been able to share with someone in a relationship, and again, I don't know what will happen here, but I'm really excited about the prospect of trying that out and having that experience.

This all sounds so dry! I'm really excited about her and I have so much fun with her, and in addition to being attracted to each other, we can talk about so much and do anything together and enjoy it. Those things are all really refreshing, exciting and give me hope for what could come.

I need to cut my nails. For serious. My nail-clippers are at Parsons and I am separated from them for the week.

I need to work on my paper. I got four and a half pages this afternoon, and that's all well and good, but it's a bit short of what I need. I'm feeling better about it, but note that I haven't worked on it in several hours. Bad Sarah!

My 80s night plans were cancelled, then revived with a new cast like a bad sitcom. But this is so bad it's good. Or something. The perks of being over 21: No cover in hopes I'll buy their overpriced drinks! Won't their faces be red! I don't need alcohol to have a good time! Just argilefetish.