29 September 2008

What? October?

I can't believe it's the end of September already. I don't know what happened to this month. I guess I should actually work on those grad school applications now. Only two months until they're due and considering the excruciatingly slow pace at which I work, I need all the time I can get.

Just got back from visiting Miami University in Oxford, OH. Seeing Galen was great; I had a lot fo fun hanging out with him and his friends. The rugby team was really nice and fun. Like me, I think Gale functions better when he's away at school. Well, better in some areas, let's say in communication and social situations. Anyway, I was happy to see him doing so well. And even though I felt old sometimes, I realized that it's good to be out of college. I don't have the energy for it anymore. I'll leave it to the kids and hopefully start some sort of adult life.

I also visited Caitlin in NYC/Jersey City early last week. We went to a cabaret which was highly entertaining and I got to meet some of her work friends. They were very nice, of course. I spent last Tuesday wandering around NYC which was good because I was surrounded by people. A change from my usual, solitary day. I geeked out and bought a book about Latin which i started reading in Central Park. It's fairly academic but I think it'll have its moments of humor (which will only be funny for me and about 62 other Classics people). Caitlin and I had some good talks; I appreciate her sympathetic ear and advice because she understands where I am right now in life. I just hope she can figure out her job situation so she can lower her stress level.

Went to the dentist today. Apparently I'm grinding my teeth. I know I've been clenching my jaw a lot lately which is probably the problem. It's stress related and though I try to think I'm not stressed out, I think I'm just repressing all of it. So I guess I have to do something about that.

And the Phillies are in the playoffs which start Wednesday. Hopefully they can make it out of the first round. The Eagles aren't playing as hoped (2-2 record) but I hope they play well when I see them in a couple weeks. And Iowa...well, it's a building year, we'll say. I am not confident that they'll beat Penn State (I'm going to that game in November) which is troublesome because I'm going to take a lot of heat about that one. Oh well, that's weeks and weeks away.

06 September 2008

Of Late

Tropical Storm Hanna seems to have swept through the area, no harm done here. Just a lot of water coming down. It reminds me of early summer in Iowa, flood watches and alerts on the TV, tornado warnings, and the relentless streaming of water over everything. Fortunately, I don't think Hanna is quite the catastrophe that Flood 2008 was.

Life in Iowa City is apparently moving along fairly well. I have been assured that my presence is missed so that makes me feel good but also sad. It's become apparent to me that I really don't have that many friends in the Pennsylvania area anymore because they've all moved on to nobler things. And I don't make an effort to see people. But I can change that.

My list of graduate schools is growing rapidly. This is a ploy to avoid actually applying to the couple of schools that I really do want to attend. However, I've recently discovered that Berkeley is one of the top programs in the nation so maybe I should put it in the 'reach' category. I don't know what my criteria for schools are so perhaps I ought to reflect on that for a time.

I sent an email to a friend in Iowa. I hadn't heard from him in months and he promptly responded. It was nice to hear from him and it made me miss our conversations. I think he misses them too. I suppose things changed but even his email made me realize that he was one of the few people who listened, I mean really listened, to me and to whom I didn't mind talking. He's a very preceptive guy. Anyway, I'm glad we're back in touch. It's spurred me to revive those other friendships that are easy to let go.

Alisa told me I should work on my writing while I'm being unemployed and not a student. She's right; it's what I intended to do but I can't seem to write anything worthwhile. And then who is going to workshop it for me (someone who isn't one of the people I'm writing about)? And then when am I going to get up the courage to actually submit something?

I've had far too much time alone to think about my life. I may be getting a little crazy. But craigslist is good for up to three hours of entertainment.