Okay, the gospel exercise is more or less done. Whew! That’s out of the way.
My mother strongly feels that I shouldn’t go to the party later, since
my finals are next week after all. I thought about it carefully and
while I think I _will_ be able to manage the workload, it’s wise to have
some breathing room, and it’s unwise to tick parents off. I feel bad
about not being able to keep my promise to go, and I realize I erred
in committing in the first place. I was looking forward to dressing
up, although I must admit that I felt uneasy about dedicating a whole
night to, well, Japanese pop music and anime – things I’m not really
into. A quiet dinner at home would have been more effective for
objective #2, which was meeting Jerome, but then again work should
come first – and I’d have felt guilty about not working, too…
I think it’s about time I resumed hermit mode.
I’ve come to appreciate the value of light yellow highlighters, but I
still refuse to use them on anything but temporary copies -
photocopies, documents, that sort of thing. Books? No way!
I still have to go through a ream of Arendt later…
The strawberries are nothing spectacular – a bit on the old side, with
strange dark spots – but hey, they’re strawberries. =) Having relieved
them of their leafs and assorted mushy parts, I proceeded to fashion a
shaker out of an old egg cup. Looks like it works – I get nice, evenly
coated sugared strawberries. Still, to be in a country where
strawberries are fresh and firm and sweet…
Armed with my makeshift strawberry sugar-er and my trusty highlighter, I return to work.
Only one ream of paper to go. My highlighter looks like it’s running a
bit low on ink. I want to stock up on these.
foldback clips. More of the foldback clips. The smallest kind – those
are a bit more useful. What am I doing? I’m dreaming about
So my dad has this really sweet Vaio U1. I walked into the room and
saw him using it… to play Space Cadet. [laugh]