Friday Confessions.
Well, it’s still Friday even if I’m kind of late. I totally meant to leap out of bed and post today, but instead I kind of grogged around, then went out to do errands and go shopping.
So, here I go:
1) I totally forgot it was Friday. Because I am off work until Tuesday, I just kind of assumed it was some kind of weekend day or something.
2) When I remembered it was Friday, I did not rush home. I had gyoza instead. Then I checked out the Fluevog sale. Then I got a free hug from the Free Hug people on Robson.
3) Wednesday afternoon, I was so hyped for my looooong weekend that I became Insane Teacher. “No, Yujin, the past tense of ‘fly’ is ‘flew’. As in (starts to sing) Flew into Miami Beach B.O.A.C, didn’t get to bed last night, All the way a paperback was on my knee, man, it was a dreadful flight! There. You’re never going to forget that, are you?” (Yujin shakes her head, laughing)
4) I am increasingly impatient with other people around me. Seriously, was there a sale on Stupid Pills or something? Because Holy Cats, there are a lot of morons around.
5) I lied to my students. I told some of them I was going to see my father on my holiday, and that I would be out of town. Meanwhile, I am hunkered down in Vancouver and not budging.
Over to you. Whadja do this week?
Some Stuff | Liz August 31, 2007
By rachel, August 31, 2007 @ 6:38 pm
Gee, do kids today even remember the USSR?
I went to a playdate today, and I can’t write about it because she reads my blog. And, uh, because she and I didn’t click. I read somewhere that (barring initial awkwardness) other people like you about the same amount that you like them. And maybe this was just initial awkwardness—which I’m FAMOUS for!—but it seemed like more than that. It seemed like genuine “meh”.
By stephanie, September 1, 2007 @ 9:02 am
I’ve been on my death bed all week. I confess that I liked being sick because I didn’t have to go to work (and when I go back next week, it will be really, really awful.)
By Liz, September 1, 2007 @ 10:51 am
Rachel, ‘meh’ is okay. We need ‘meh’. What would it be like if we LOVED everyone we met? We’d have so many friends our heads would explode, plus we’d never get a chance to know any friends really well because we’d constantly be making more friends with such deeply fabulous people. Eventually we would become misanthropes out of sheer loneliness, hoping for a real connection. And people like us about the same amount that we like them? How does that work? Is it biochemical?
Stephanie, maybe you should consider getting a new job. Not to tread heavily, but being sick sucks. Being employed isn’t supposed to suck that much. As much as being on your death bed, that is.
By rachel, September 1, 2007 @ 12:38 pm
Okay, it took a little effort to find, but here’s where I read it:
http://www.marginalrevolution.com/marginalrevolution/2006/05/the_symmetry_th.html
Less scientific than one might like. Mostly, I just want credit for having found it again. My mind is like a steel… ah… gingersnap?
And I’m not so much feeling bad about “meh” as irritated that I can’t MEH all over my blog. Stupid lying politeness!
By Arwen, September 1, 2007 @ 4:54 pm
Heh heh heh… oops.
I totally screwed up and paid bills with the paycheque earmarked for rent. Can we say bounce? I knew we could.
This is made more exciting by the fact that there’s extreme politics going on, and I may be in the doghouse with my management. (Which is too bad, because I rather like the manager.)
By Liz, September 1, 2007 @ 8:49 pm
That’s a cool link, Rachel. You’re right in that it’s not so scientific, though. I like the part about the crushes and how they ‘collapse’ one way or another. Also, a steel gingersnap hardly does you credit. It’s essentially useless, and your mind is, clearly, not.
If you want to blog the ‘meh’ out of your system, you’re welcome to do it over here, in comments or a guest blog. Hell, it’ll only add to the randomness of the place, and that’s fine by me.
Arwen, yikes! Will it resolve? Don’t X years as good tenants count for anything?