shroud ourselves in the cosmos; let the music play

(I wish there were some way to indicate where my big smileys fall on the sincerity scale. this one is not very.)

I CAN HAS EAR INFECTION!!!! not the outer ear this time, which means no drops (yay) -- just regular old oral antibiotics. The doctor I saw at the student health center gave me a scrip and I'm gonna take it to Rite Aid when I get home tonight.

In other news, today is RAINY! I did bring an umbrella and my rain boots, but it wasn't raining when I left my car this morning so I left the boots in the backseat and put on ballet flats. It definitely was raining when I went to student health, though, and my feet got wet :( HOWEVER the lot I park in is underneath student health, and indeed the stair I use is right next to student health, so after I saw the doctor I popped down and put on my rain boots and then got a pretzel and boba and went back to work. And then I changed back out of my boots the second I got back to the music building, because they are fabulous and warm and dry, but they are also not quite wide enough and have insufficient arch support. *shrug* such is life.

I was going to complain about Patrons Who Expect You To Do Everything For Them Including Look Up The Location Of Every Book They Wish To Check Out, but I have to go eat lunch before orchestra. (wearing an ear plug won't fuck with my infected ear, will it? I'm experiencing sound sensitivity, which suxx0rz.)

I just checked the schedule of classes for this quarter, and if the Graduate School of Education does in fact get its shit together and offer the classes we need, following the tentative schedule the Music Education professor sent us, I definitely won't be able to take a second year of German. Sadness. (Although honestly I probably wouldn't have been able to anyway because that would surely put me over 20 units, and I'm pretty sure the Arts counselors won't let me over-enroll any more because I'm already over my Official Unit Cap for all four (five) years here.) Of course, if the GSE has no money to offer our classes (because of University of California has failed ALL OVER ITSELF -- O HAI SHOOTING YOURSELF IN THE FOOT, I GUESS YOU DON'T WANT YOUR CHILDREN TO BE EDUCATED BY WELL-TRAINED TEACHERS), then I'll be able to work in the library in the mornings, instead of lunchtime, and take German 4 from 11-11:50. Is it wrong that I almost hope that the Music Ed program here falls apart so that I can do what I want? I did not say that. I swear.

In other news, after taking two days off, the air seemed okay this morning, so I went running (1:2), and it felt sooooo good. I'll probably do the same run:walk ratio tomorrow, take Sunday off, and try starting "week two" again next week (2:1, walk, 3:1, walk, 4:1, 4:1, rest -- a rather intimidating ramping up of the running portion). Also, my daddy told me to bring my running shoes when I came home this weekend (to see his cousin & her hubby & their new baby who are visiting from Chicago), and we might get me new shoes. Mine aren't uncomfortable, and they're probably not too worn out sole-wise, but they're a couple years old and I marched in them, so the upper part of the shoe is pretty beat up. *shrug* I like shoes, so it's all good.

In kitten news, they enjoyed my friend's visit, and he definitely enjoyed hanging out with them! Baxter threw up this morning, though. He's fine now, I think -- at least, he was fine when I left this morning. I'm pretty sure he's not actually sick, I think he was just a little too worked up running around and playing this morning, and then he ate too fast and gave himself a tummy ache. Right before he booted, he made the loudest, most miserable-sounding meows, though. I felt really bad for him. And then he tried to eat his own vomit, which was, well, not okay, but I can see why a kitten might do that. Especially since it was mostly entire pieces of kibble. (Baxter is apparently bad at chewing? Ducky seems to chew more, but he's a little bit smaller than Baxter and I think the kibble pieces might be too big for him to swallow whole.)

Oh, crap. I just gave a woman directions to the student services office, but it's a furlough day and none of the department staff are here. Whoops.

Because no-one can say I'm not doing my part to stimulate the economy.

Today I went to DSW to return the Me Too "Swann" flats I mentioned last time.... and then I got more shoes because I have no willpower.

I wanted to replace these Rocket Dog "Jasmine Tea" sneakers:

because the lining inside got all bunched up and torn somehow, and the outer fabric was coming away from the rubber, and some of the rubber in the heels and shit was actually broken, and it was just bad times. (shows how well-loved they were, eh? I think I got them in winter sometime...)

So I ended up with these Rocket Dog "Ice Tea" sneakers:

Except they're just blue-on-black (with purple accents) and not multi-coloured. Z says they're cute and I like them and they're comfy so all is well.

And then I got these Blowfish "Segment" flats for good measure:

because my last pair of black flats is, well, smelly. And the lining in the toes has moved around, which is kind of no good as well.

And I also went back to the last "shoes" post and found proper pictures of the shoes I actually own, so go see the awesome espadrilles in all their veracity and glory!

p.s. The Setras were there again... I still didn't buy them. But I wanted to.

1. ( Ridiculous Dream )

2. ( The Tale of Shoe-Boy )

3. Bonus!! Not a story, but more on shoes... The ones pictured above, I bought at DSW; they are the Rileigh by Madden Girl. And these are my awesome boots. They are the Chaingang by Rocket Dog. Shoes are awesome. (christ, when did i turn into a girl?)

My shoes are not waterproof. Ergo, my socks are damp. As are my jeans and my coat a little bit (and I probably should have worn the long not-wool coat when I saw it was raining, instead of the short wool peacoat oops). But that's okay because, omg rain! :D

Ironically, when I was debating whether to buy rain boots online this weekend, I was all, "Well it's probably not going to rain again for months but it's not like my feet will grow so I may as well since they're on sale :D" and Roomie was like, "Yeah just do it" but then DSW.com locked me out of my account when I tried to sign in to get free shipping (turns out I hadn't actually created an account on the website yet so I tried to sign in too many times and then I realised that it didn't even exist so then I created one but I was still locked out) so I have to call their customer service before six today so that I can buy my too-little-too-late rain boots. They're super cute, though! Actually I really desperately wanted paisley rain boots but there are no paisley rain boots on dsw.com :c and this brand is the only one with the calf circumference I need (which is my main obstacle when trying on rain boots in the store) so I was choosing between the linked pair -- cherries on leopard print -- and one that's ladybugs & skulls and I would have gone for the ladybugs if the skulls were only the background print but they're also the spots and I didn't like that much.... also the cherries seem much more widely appropriate than skulls. The hearts and cross-bones pair were also in the running but I can't deal with that much pink. If the background were black I would have done it.

Where was I?

OH, so this morning I was thinking about how one of the quotes on my facebook profile is from a spam e-mail about male enhancement, which led to, "I bet about half of the spam I recieve is about male enhancement," and, "I wonder if that's because Sumner is a boy name?" So then I planned an open letter which ran something like:
Dear Internets,
I am, in fact, a girl and as such do not possess male genitalia for you to enhance. I apologise for any confusion my name may have caused.
Femininely yours,
Sumner
Except! Today, two of the three e-mails in my spam folder on AOL were dodgy invitations to join MSN messenger, which actually just seems strange. I mean, really, MSN? Also, the fact that spambots are gunning for it makes me less inclined to use it for legitimate, of-my-own-volition reasons.

Speaking of MSN, the guy behind Awkward Hand Turkey Theatre tested Google, Yahoo!, and MSN's search engines to see which one of them had the "dirtiest mind" -- he called the competition "Dirty Little Search Engines", and his tests and commentary are hilarious! As are the results.

There has also been sort-of-resolution on the coffee filters thing... The other day Flatmate (while carrying broccoli florets in a coffee filter out of the kitchen) says, "Hey, sorry I keep using your coffee filters as snack cups..." Which was uncomfortable because, a) if you're apologising while continuing to do whatever it is for which you are apologising why apologise at all?, b) if you were aware that it bothered me why did you keep doing it?, and c) I've been sitting on this irritation for so long that I'd just rather not address it, especially since Flatmate is v. confrontational and I am v. not. And anyway, I kind of realised that she's used a total of maybe 10 coffee filters, which is only 1.5-2 weeks worth depending on how often I make coffee, and I wasn't especially bothered when Roomie's Sister asked for about 25 to make a flower to give to her boyfriend so I don't really have a good reason to be bothered about this (except maybe for the fact that Roomie's Sister asked first and that we do have actual snack-sized cups and napkins, both of which are intended for snack-containment and cannot be used to filter coffee so it's not really a fair trade, is it? ohgodstopdwellingonityou'rejustmakingitworse)

Um. I think that might be all? Tonight I'm going to see the Vienna Philharmonic! They are visiting Disney Hall! :D