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Sep. 10th, 2006 12:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackshoegazerGood morning. Ok, so it's almost one in the afternoon, but I just finished breakfast so it's still morning to me. Later I will head out for some errand-running and laundromat-visiting, but for now, I am procrastinating to the best of my ability. Like playing around in Photoshop to make this portrait, this self-aggrandizing picture.
So now what, you ask? What's going on?
I haven't been around much, I haven't even turned on my computer this week. My power supply is all fucky so it takes upwards of a half of an hour to get it started. Ethan started school this week and between family time and dinner and whatnot, I don't have the energy or time to sit around and get it up and going. I've been checking in here and there with certain journals, but I haven't time to read everyone right now. I've got my weekends to try and catch up, but it's just too much. You people will just have to stop posting. Not.
Everything has been great, actually. Ethan is adjusting to his new school quite well, in fact it seems to be his favorite school and favorite batch of teachers yet. His main teacher sent a note home informing me that he is an excellent student, very smart and quite creative. I had a revelation about middle school as I dropped him off the other day. There was a trio of girls walking down the sidewalk, obviously 8th graders in the midst of puberty, appearing much more like high school students. Directly behind them was another trio of girls yet to be pillaged by adolescent hormones. They were small and looked like young children. MIddle school is this strange place they put you for those most awkward years when we transform. The middle school chrysalis, the junior high cocoon.
Jacquelyn has overloaded herself with coursework as usual, so she's sufficiently challenged and fretting. We made a brief appearance at the Geography Department picnic. I mostly talked with her advisor's wife about child-rearing. I don't know jack-patooty about geography. Most of the people seems to be broken off into little groups talking shop. I felt sufficiently silenced by that, uncomfortable in the way of a family reunion where you barely know anyone and feel like you should talk to people but can't bring yourself to do so.
Afterward, we went tokiwikat and shevus' place to get caught up as we haven't talked to them in quite a while. I had a headache from hell on top of major sinus congestion, so add that to a week of waking up at 5:30am, we didn't stay too long, but ties have been sufficiently reconnected, reconstructed and now I've seen some good videos of a guy juggling to music. All is well in the world.
I just finished Oh The Glory Of It All by Sea Wilsey which was excellent. I've started Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell. I've been a book devouring fiend. I'm pretty much on schedule for my FIFTY BOOK CHALLENGE. I'm going to shower and get motivated. There's alot to be done before Ethan comes back from his mum's place, wo I must bid you adieu!
So now what, you ask? What's going on?
I haven't been around much, I haven't even turned on my computer this week. My power supply is all fucky so it takes upwards of a half of an hour to get it started. Ethan started school this week and between family time and dinner and whatnot, I don't have the energy or time to sit around and get it up and going. I've been checking in here and there with certain journals, but I haven't time to read everyone right now. I've got my weekends to try and catch up, but it's just too much. You people will just have to stop posting. Not.
Everything has been great, actually. Ethan is adjusting to his new school quite well, in fact it seems to be his favorite school and favorite batch of teachers yet. His main teacher sent a note home informing me that he is an excellent student, very smart and quite creative. I had a revelation about middle school as I dropped him off the other day. There was a trio of girls walking down the sidewalk, obviously 8th graders in the midst of puberty, appearing much more like high school students. Directly behind them was another trio of girls yet to be pillaged by adolescent hormones. They were small and looked like young children. MIddle school is this strange place they put you for those most awkward years when we transform. The middle school chrysalis, the junior high cocoon.
Jacquelyn has overloaded herself with coursework as usual, so she's sufficiently challenged and fretting. We made a brief appearance at the Geography Department picnic. I mostly talked with her advisor's wife about child-rearing. I don't know jack-patooty about geography. Most of the people seems to be broken off into little groups talking shop. I felt sufficiently silenced by that, uncomfortable in the way of a family reunion where you barely know anyone and feel like you should talk to people but can't bring yourself to do so.
Afterward, we went to
kiwikat and shevus' place to get caught up as we haven't talked to them in quite a while. I had a headache from hell on top of major sinus congestion, so add that to a week of waking up at 5:30am, we didn't stay too long, but ties have been sufficiently reconnected, reconstructed and now I've seen some good videos of a guy juggling to music. All is well in the world.I just finished Oh The Glory Of It All by Sea Wilsey which was excellent. I've started Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell. I've been a book devouring fiend. I'm pretty much on schedule for my FIFTY BOOK CHALLENGE. I'm going to shower and get motivated. There's alot to be done before Ethan comes back from his mum's place, wo I must bid you adieu!
