Monday, November 29, 1999.

 I'm at work right now, and I'm not happy about it.  There's a lot of things I'd rather be doing, in a lot of different places.  I had class at 9am, so that means I'll spend about 13 hours in this damn building today.  On the bright side, I got another paper back today in my writing class.  A straight up A.  The professor said it was very saleable, so I should really hussle and try to sell it soon. How could would that be?  It was actually my paper on online journals.  I have this sneaking suspicion that if it is published, a lot of people in the online journal world are gonna be pissed.  It doesn't paint a bad picture of journalers, but I just get the feeling that a lot of them are very uppity and really into it.  I'm not really that entrenched in the whole shebang, so I suppose I'm something of an outside. Whatever the case, I'm sure I'll never be able to represent everyone as they want to be represented.  Such is life.
 

    Anyhow, my only break in my 13 hour stay here in Carter Hall was food trips, one to Subway and the most recent to Taco Bell.  I basically only really talk to about 4 people in my program, but for the most part it's not bad.  I kind of like them.  interesting people to talk to. I went to Taco Bell with PFC Kathy.  She's an interesting girl.  Very frank and open, is how I would describe her. well, that's how I just did describe her.  Anyway, I mean frank and open in a way that I think she'd be a little suprised to hear me describe her that way. Like she's not just doing it for shcok value, but she's really that way. which is sort of refreshing.  Me and the fellas classify girls into several categories.  The highest of these is the girl who is "aware."  That is, they don't get caught up in a lot of stupid girl-shit. They see the games. They know the games.  And basically, they know what's up in a way most girls don't.  Level of conversation is also key.  with "aware" girls, you can have actual, real conversations that usually don't feel superficial. Lately, my standards for "aware" have been somewhat lowered, I think, as loneliness sets in.  This is over the past year or so.  Then again, i can't think of any girl that I thought was really cool that I've met in the past yeat. So maybe I'm just talking crazy. The only girls that we sort of agree on as far as awareness goes are probably Nora and Jen.  I think it's mostly matt and I who discuss this sort of thing. Maybe jed.  Anyway, of the people I hang out with from class, i'd say kathy's the most aware, or has the potentential to be aware.  The point is, it's nice to have an actual conversation with someone, something that's very rare these days.
 

    But that's gotten better since Jed has been around. He gets in tonight. In fact, he should be on his way to my apartment as we speak.  I got more work than I've ever had to do in the next 10 days. But oddly, I'm not as worried as I used to be 3 page papers  Just stone cold chillin. Ok, I'm a little stressed. I'm pissed off that I can't just enjoy this publishable "A" paper, because I have all sorts of shit to write, I still need a topic for my final paper which is research intensive, supposedly, and due in a week, and I have to finish my query letter so I can try to get the damn thing published.  And I just sent Mimi the paper, which quotes her quite often, and I'm worried about what she'll think. I hate misrepresenting people, and I don't want her to be somehow insulted.
    On a brighter note, Rodizlla's return is closer than it was yesterday.  not that I'm counting the days. But I'm starting to count every other day. Well, I'm not keeping an accurate count, where I know exactly when she'll be here at any given point. but yes, i count the days everyday. but really, is that so wrong? I'm just sitting here in this office, so why not pass the time by counting some days off, huh? I've also been counting the days till she goes back to France, just to even things out. But that was actually quite depressing, so I shall stop that.
And speaking of stopping...

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