It's a Barnum and Bailey world...
My behavior last night reminds me of a wonderful line from the best chick flick ever
When Harry Met Sally:
Harry: Ever since Helen left, I haven't been sleeping. Have you been sleeping?
Sally: Well, I went to bed at 7:30 last night, I haven't done that since the 7th grade.
Harry: That's the great thing about depression, you get your rest.
I don't mean that I am clincally depressed by any means, it's just that exhaustive end-of-the-semester push coupled with whiteness everywhere, it's hard to stay motivated when all you really want to do is go home and have all of these papers and exams behind you. I still have plenty to do, but last night I really wanted nothing more than a quiet night in. I tried to convince Jack to make the trek down to watch TV and eat dinner, but I should have concocted this plan before 5pm. Just the same I came home from dinner, read two pages and slept from 7:30 until noon in my clothes. So blah, I don't really want to leave my room and I am really enjoying this book called "Edge City" I have to read for my urban planning final. It examines the growth of the new American City, one complete with 5 million square feet of office space, big parking lots, nice restaurants... I am reading the New Jersey chapter, what an appropriate way to begin such an investigation. I do credit this author for saying, "Being from New Jersey in my time was a social disease." Okay, my plan is to do this for the afternoon and head over to Yoshi's for what he called: "cocktails and refined conversation" (read: gin and sketchy gossip/bitching) at 10.
Since I mentioned it the other day, I've had some more run ins with attachment to material things. Last night I accidently knocked my favorite blue bowl off the window sill and onto the radiator. It smashed into 100 pieces and looks like special Chartes-blue glass used for an arts and crafts stained glass project. This bowl has been a loyal friend for the last four years. It's the perfect size for easy mac and has been put to good use a countless number of times after 2am in the past 8 semesters. I just pushed the glass through the cracks in the radiator and I'll worry about it when I move out. I broke a glass behind my television stand in the fall, I am leaving that for a rainy day too. That was sad. Additionally, I left my coffee mug behind after my presidency exam. I have an other wordly connection to this handsome stainless steel mug. I've brought this cup faithfully to class for about 2 years. Thankfully I noticed quickly enough to double back and retrieve it faster than the goblins. So I got that back but it made me think twice about losing things. I might have to withdraw if all of my favorite things walked out of my life in the same 2 weeks: my pearls, my tweezers, easy mac bowl and coffee mug. If four things could ever constitute a person's existence - well perhaps those things, my keys / ID, my computer, and my favorite headphones (missing all summer) - ever constituted a person and their being, you've got Lisa Jasinski. These are the kinds of things the police would put in a box and ask the next of kin to identify a person. There you go...
posted by lmjasinski at 12:59 PM
