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oh, consumerism.
Sep. 27th, 2009 12:33 amWent shopping with mum again today. JC Penney this time, no sales tax + we got "$10 off!" coupons in the mail. Much easier to find things than Macy*s, fuck that shit (and yes, that is actually how it's written when I look it up in the mall directory, although sane websites just write Macy's). Much better luck, too -- found a concert blouse AND a red dress (which, btw, is rather perfect AND was on sale). WIN. Plus I did a couple errands on my own and got yarn for keyboard scarf & power symbol scarf, and a couple projects that have lain half-finished for two years (in addition to CTS, Rosco would try to eat my yarn, and actually chew bits off and swallow them, which was Very Bad For Him, so I kept all my knitting squirrelled away. B&D, however, do not have Special Dietary Needs and only play with string, not eat it) because I ran out of yarn.
Also I got to eat dinner at home which is good because I need to go grocery shopping, preferably tomorrow evening. I am running out of food to make meals with AND food to snack on. But I forgot to get rent money. Aw, crap. And I really hate having the "hey can you give me money" conversation all the time. It makes me feel bad.
I have been taking extended naps every time I go home, lately, which I don't quite understand. I mean, yeah, I've been tired, but I don't nap at my apartment. Why at home? I don't particularly like napping, really -- it never feels refreshing, and it throws off my temporal sense and sleeping patterns for at least the next 24 hours.
I will be a busy bee tomorrow, I think. I'll be a busy bee for much of the forseeable future. Particularly since we have the same professor from last year who was disorganized and did not comprehend that her workload would only be doable if she were the only professor to assign anything. Scheduling for all my classes seems to touch-and-go. I really, fervently wish we could just have a concrete schedule of what needs to happen when, because I hate this business of being notified of when and where to be by e-mail the day before.
I am sleepy. Why am I not asleep?
p.s. dear self, things you actually do in fact need to do daily: (1) exercise and (2) practise. MAKE THIS HAPPEN FOR REAL.
ETA: Audition Thursday went... okay. Pretty well, actually, until the last excerpt-and-a-half they asked me to play (which btw was significantly fewer than everyone else, it seems. what?), which were a little bit bad. not a lot, but a little bit. (actually, the last one is both embarrassing and hilarious. he was all, "I guess we'd better hear Pulcinella, since you went to all that trouble about it!" and I was like, "o see that is exactly why i meant to be better at this oops" and it was sloppy and a tad slow but not awful but not good, either. sigh.)
Also I got to eat dinner at home which is good because I need to go grocery shopping, preferably tomorrow evening. I am running out of food to make meals with AND food to snack on. But I forgot to get rent money. Aw, crap. And I really hate having the "hey can you give me money" conversation all the time. It makes me feel bad.
I have been taking extended naps every time I go home, lately, which I don't quite understand. I mean, yeah, I've been tired, but I don't nap at my apartment. Why at home? I don't particularly like napping, really -- it never feels refreshing, and it throws off my temporal sense and sleeping patterns for at least the next 24 hours.
I will be a busy bee tomorrow, I think. I'll be a busy bee for much of the forseeable future. Particularly since we have the same professor from last year who was disorganized and did not comprehend that her workload would only be doable if she were the only professor to assign anything. Scheduling for all my classes seems to touch-and-go. I really, fervently wish we could just have a concrete schedule of what needs to happen when, because I hate this business of being notified of when and where to be by e-mail the day before.
I am sleepy. Why am I not asleep?
p.s. dear self, things you actually do in fact need to do daily: (1) exercise and (2) practise. MAKE THIS HAPPEN FOR REAL.
ETA: Audition Thursday went... okay. Pretty well, actually, until the last excerpt-and-a-half they asked me to play (which btw was significantly fewer than everyone else, it seems. what?), which were a little bit bad. not a lot, but a little bit. (actually, the last one is both embarrassing and hilarious. he was all, "I guess we'd better hear Pulcinella, since you went to all that trouble about it!" and I was like, "o see that is exactly why i meant to be better at this oops" and it was sloppy and a tad slow but not awful but not good, either. sigh.)
