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hawkwing_lb) wrote2011-11-28 06:58 pm
hawkwing_lb) wrote2011-11-28 06:58 pm
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For a brief span of time, everything seems to be surprisingly not terrible...
Dear world: thank you for not kicking me in the teeth.
I'm feeling surprisingly all right with the world, thanks to a set of fortunate meetings, circumstances, and friends. My good friend M. has the good news of a job in London, and on Friday night there was climbing and pizza with him and his girlfriend. I'll miss him, but I'd forgotten how much I enjoy company. The world seems a lot better in the company of friends.
A good weekend, with plenty of reading and a little bit of work. Despite my usual not-sleeping trick, I managed to roll out of bed in time to go to class today. Success! Followed by photocopying of my interlibrary loans (and dear god I hate photocopying archaeological reports, because they're so awkwardly large), and lunch with another friend, J. Who is brilliant and smart and makes me feel as though I might be slightly smart, too.
After which I came home and napped for three hours. Napping is an astonishingly pleasant way to spend the afternoon, in case you were wondering.
And in further good news, there is a tiny flicker of hope on the horizon when it comes to money matters. On the horizon, not here, and tiny, rather than large - but it's nice to have even a little hope right now.
I'm feeling surprisingly all right with the world, thanks to a set of fortunate meetings, circumstances, and friends. My good friend M. has the good news of a job in London, and on Friday night there was climbing and pizza with him and his girlfriend. I'll miss him, but I'd forgotten how much I enjoy company. The world seems a lot better in the company of friends.
A good weekend, with plenty of reading and a little bit of work. Despite my usual not-sleeping trick, I managed to roll out of bed in time to go to class today. Success! Followed by photocopying of my interlibrary loans (and dear god I hate photocopying archaeological reports, because they're so awkwardly large), and lunch with another friend, J. Who is brilliant and smart and makes me feel as though I might be slightly smart, too.
After which I came home and napped for three hours. Napping is an astonishingly pleasant way to spend the afternoon, in case you were wondering.
And in further good news, there is a tiny flicker of hope on the horizon when it comes to money matters. On the horizon, not here, and tiny, rather than large - but it's nice to have even a little hope right now.