dumblemop: (leash)
So I got back from Switzerland last week. It was really awesome except my brother was in bed with strep throat for about seven of the ten days we were there. But I got some cool stuff and saw amazing things. Maybe I'll post some pictures at some point. Ask me if you want stories, I'm a little tuckered out right now.

See, I just got over tonsillitis, which I was pretty much immobilized with as soon as we got back, which is why I didn't update right away. Penicillin and extra-strength Tylenol saved the day.

Trin just visited for the weekend. :D It was awesome, although fraught with interesting complications. Such as, me being contagious and in pain right when she's supposed to come and we haven't seen each other in three weeks, and her flights BOTH WAYS being canceled and rescheduled for the next day. But it was wonderful to have her here.

So now I'm alone at the house. My parents are at work, my brother went back to the east coast early (but would have gone back today anyway), and Trin is waiting at the airport for her flight because my dad needed to drop her off on his way to work. So, as usual, I'm tinkering around on the internet, and the subject of my wanderings as often of late is Sekhmet.

It's like, am I just stacking the deck at this point? Am I crazy, or making ridiculous connections? I finally got a chance to ask Trin about her Sekhmet statue--while we were in the art museum, looking at another statue of Sekhmet that we had both made a beeline for at the same instant.

So Im just mystified, awed, and don't know what to do next.

Thank god I've only got four more nights away from my girlfriend.
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Still can't escape this Kemetic thing. Which is funny, because if I were smart, I'd go Heathen and have done with it. On the other hand, if the Aesir just don't want me, and as far as I know none have given indication that they do, I really don't want to mess with them.

Read something today: "The more you are ma'at, the less isfet instrudes in your life..." Ma'at being the Kemetic concept of rightness and order and isfet being the Kemetic concept of chaos and disorder. Which is parallel to something I have recently noticed, that 'the universe rewards me for doing the right thing.'

For example, right after I find out that I kicked ass on my Discrete final (106/100) and might get an A for the semester, I got an email about an opportunity for summer research--at UW, including housing and food, with one of the possible categories being technical Japanese. That is a ridiculous opportunity.

For jobs last summer, I started the Black Hawk application really early, but then I forgot about it. So place after place that I checked, had no positions left. But I still made the effort, and called people up and sent emails and did applications--and it paid off and I got a job.

And I was scared about taking it, and I wasn't sure I'd be good at it, but I threw myself into it as best I could. I surmounted one of my personal doubts, doing something that would be difficult for me--and out of that grew a relationship that works, despite or because of the bits that are more difficult. And it's not always easy, but I try to do my bit there too, and it just keeps getting better.

I really don't know what I want to do about work and school longterm--but I guess if I just keep going, something will turn up.

And of course, all of this could be just lines drawn in the sand; coincidence. But lately I'm finding it harder and harder to believe in coincidence.
dumblemop: (lamp)
Start: 13:53

You can tell I was exhausted writing that entry because I had a "your" instead of a "you're" and I said "points" instead of "pounds."

Most of the time these days I feel fine. Sometimes missing you is so hard it's like a fist closing around my heart. Am I not being honest with myself the other times, or am I just that capricious?

My mom is freaking out today about my job prospects for the summer. Hawthorn's pre-camp staff training thing starts on the 4th and the application only went in on Friday. And Black Hawk won't look at my application until all the reference forms are in, but I'd only planned to work there the last two sessions, but I was counting on Hawthorn's staff training to give me the CPR cert I need too work for Black Hawk. My mom wanted me to look at other camps in like Minnesota but I never did, and I don't know if it's too late now. The Hawthorn/Black Hawk thing was a great plan but it really depended on me getting my applications done about a month earlier. So we'll see.

Now she wants me to look into Habitat for Humanity. Which, hey, "physical, practical work" and all that. Not that I don't want to do that, because it would probably be pretty awesome, but if anyone has any other suggestions I'd love to hear them. She'll probably want to brainstorm later. I really suck at this whole job thing. I suppose I could get an actual job at the library, shelving or check-out or something.

Yet another huge entry. )

And now I fear I'd better stop the song of elefop and telephong, because this entry is gigantic and I've been writing it all day. Also I need to find two new icons that represent the same emotions as the two I took down.

End: 20:34


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