Okay, it's officially vacation, it's officially not a really overly good thing. Everyone has left already from our hall save my neighbor across the hall, Karen, and myself. It's nice to feel like you can do anything because there's no one around looking or objecting, but blargh, this place is lonely. Tomorrow morning I go over to Cara's and stay there until Wednesday. I'm thinking I might be spending a lot of time in the near future in the music building. Wait, except it locks the doors by 2:30 Monday through Wednesday and we're all supposed to leave the building by four. How am I supposed to practice obsessively!? I suppose this means I'll just be online all the time, or something. Meanwhile, when I'm home I should buy a new keyboard as this one is now officially broken. Yes, I'm a dipswitch and it's my fault. Darkness, tiredness, middle of the night IRC and thirst all combine in that special way that results in orange strawberry banana juice on my keyboard. So I tried to clean it. And I killed it in the process. If it wasn't dead already. (Yes, I'm still typing on it. Yes, it's taking *way* too much effort.

Meanwhile all sorts of plotting is in the works for visits to various and sundry people, which I find rather exciting if it can be pulled off. Gah, it's cold in here and my fingers hurt. I'm such a diva at heart. I should have been a bloody vocalist.

Today I stuck all my mp3s in a play list after trying to eliminate a bunch of them..... I still have almost 1,500 songs. This is just an issue. Especially since my CD collection is more than comparable. What the heck do I think I'm doing? We calculated that I have roughly enough music in mp3 format alone to ensure five straight days of music. That's just useless. 120 hours or so. Notably I thinka fourth of this stuff is classical. Didn't realize I was doing that well. I always feel uncultured. Demented considering the rest of the population as my competition. Blargh on competition regardless.

Meanwhile, spoke to my father today and managed to inveigle him into picking me up from Cara's in Syracuse. I feel a bit bad about it, since it's a heck of a drive and I only gave five days notice here... Thing is though that I don't know if I'd get home on Wednesday otherwise due to my lack of planning. Should have reserved tickets weeks ago, but really didn't see this break coming. It shot up in front of me. I get so stuck on upcoming concerts and whatnot that I don't notice other things creeping up. *sigh* Well, at any rate my father and I have been having rather more interesting discussions of late, especially in terms of music, so at least the six hours home will be interesting. Oh, and I'm taking the charter bus back to school (was going to say "home" since this really *is* my home, but I guess that's ambiguous.) which is a twelve hour trip, so I guess I feel to some extent I'm putting in my time and I deserve some sort of break. Going to be about twenty one hours of travelling involved in this whole break regardless.

Should have done more cleaning by now. Gah.

Meanwhile, I've finally figured out things I'd be interested in for Christmas or whatever holiday it is that I theoretically celebrate, even if I don't. My friend Jenna and I discussed and exchange of books: I buy her a book on Hinduism and she buys me one on Taoism. Okay. So I'm a Jewish girl giving a Protestant girl a book on Hinduism in exchange for a book on Taoism. Sometimes I really do like my life. At least it's interesting. Anyhow, other than that, the things I actually want right now (and usually it's hard for me to find anything except maybe CDs. Yay music. I'm not good with other material posessions.) are a beginner's guide to Linux, a sewing machine, and an external CDRW drive. Okay. Slightly diverse, but all rather dorky in my own way. But as we discussed in the lobby last night dorky is now popular or glamourous. I theorize that this is because in a college culture the internet is very important, and geeks rule online. Sounds like a good situation to me. I'm genuinely appreciated by people who haven't ever met me, huh? :P Oh yes, we reap the benefits like mad.

Wow. I don't know that I'm looking forward to the future anymore. It's not a good feeling. I'm hoping things work out, but thinking they won't, and hoping that if not, then I'm given the same chances and forgiveness as other's who've trod my path. Yay ambiguity. If I fail in my intentions or in my goals then I'm not a worse person. I merely possess human frailties. A blarghing lot of them. That's still okay. I've come this far and it was at least somewhat against odds.

So this will be my first Thanksgiving where I sit there and stare at the turkey. I think I'm amused. The longer I go on the more I think that I'll have no problem sticking with vegetarianism, but I also think I'll never manage to be vegan. *shrug* I'll just deal.

I should *really* clean now. A few dishes to be done before break. Otherwise I'll regret coming back. *sigh*
posted by Unknown at 10:18 PM