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Some Slush contingency plans
Jun. 24th, 2004 02:25 amI'd forgotten Dora Goss lives up here, if she still does. Her journal is BU, but then again Mris's said stanford even when she wasn't in CA. I was reading parts of her baby journal to my DC coworker who just had a baby. She agreed with me that it was beautiful, but she may have just been humoring me.
I finally remembered to stop and tell one of the boys I live with that he can use my cell phone to call his family after nine. they always call him, and I feel strangly guilty that these people I've never met have to pay for long distance when I'm right down the hall not using my phone. He stopped by for it, and asked me several times to be sure that it wouldn't cost me anything, and that it was alright with me. When he brought it back, we discussed general coolness of cellphones--it sounds like on the one hand, he really likes the idea, but on the other hand, he isn't sure if he would use it enough to make it worthwhile. On the one hand, i call enough people long distance that I know I save money this way. On the other hand, would it be that much of a loss if I couldn't call them as often? And would I call people this much if it wasn't free? Still, I have yet to think, "can't go out with the cute boy, have to call andrea." if ever I do so, I think you're allowed to assume that Andrea and I are a couple. Why not? everyone else does. (well, by everyone, of course, I mean her family.)
I got into a discussion of war today with two of my housemates, and couldn't find the words I wanted to ask the right questions, or maybe they didn't hear until the end. I wanted to know why the front is such a major part of all stories of ww1, but never mentioned in ww2. Finally, like the 14th time, I thought, that I'd asked the question, one of them said, "because WW1 was a trench war." oh, I said, "what was WW2?" Apparently that's the difference, I guess. We'd gotten side tracked a lot about things like the holocaust, which I consider to be seperate from the war. A side effect, sort of, but a totally different thing than the war. And then we talked about civilians in wars, and they have vastly different feelings about that than I do, and I don't even know exactly what my feelings about it are, just that they're not the same as theirs were.
I'm slushing for the first time in way way too long. We could all pretend it was a planned vacation, as I had meant to talk about what to do with Jer about this before the slush was three months old. But no, it was a procrastination problem, mostly. Lovely. And I've just started recieving 'you're a crackwhore, I had that story rejected ages ago." emails. One was even rejected by me at an earlier date. gah.
OKay, so I wrote all this, and then I went to mop the floor at a little before 11, and sat down to talk to one of my housemates and didn't get back up here until now. I'm going to be so tired tomorrow. meh. oh well. I've got to finish two emails for the FB before I sleep anyways.
I finally remembered to stop and tell one of the boys I live with that he can use my cell phone to call his family after nine. they always call him, and I feel strangly guilty that these people I've never met have to pay for long distance when I'm right down the hall not using my phone. He stopped by for it, and asked me several times to be sure that it wouldn't cost me anything, and that it was alright with me. When he brought it back, we discussed general coolness of cellphones--it sounds like on the one hand, he really likes the idea, but on the other hand, he isn't sure if he would use it enough to make it worthwhile. On the one hand, i call enough people long distance that I know I save money this way. On the other hand, would it be that much of a loss if I couldn't call them as often? And would I call people this much if it wasn't free? Still, I have yet to think, "can't go out with the cute boy, have to call andrea." if ever I do so, I think you're allowed to assume that Andrea and I are a couple. Why not? everyone else does. (well, by everyone, of course, I mean her family.)
I got into a discussion of war today with two of my housemates, and couldn't find the words I wanted to ask the right questions, or maybe they didn't hear until the end. I wanted to know why the front is such a major part of all stories of ww1, but never mentioned in ww2. Finally, like the 14th time, I thought, that I'd asked the question, one of them said, "because WW1 was a trench war." oh, I said, "what was WW2?" Apparently that's the difference, I guess. We'd gotten side tracked a lot about things like the holocaust, which I consider to be seperate from the war. A side effect, sort of, but a totally different thing than the war. And then we talked about civilians in wars, and they have vastly different feelings about that than I do, and I don't even know exactly what my feelings about it are, just that they're not the same as theirs were.
I'm slushing for the first time in way way too long. We could all pretend it was a planned vacation, as I had meant to talk about what to do with Jer about this before the slush was three months old. But no, it was a procrastination problem, mostly. Lovely. And I've just started recieving 'you're a crackwhore, I had that story rejected ages ago." emails. One was even rejected by me at an earlier date. gah.
OKay, so I wrote all this, and then I went to mop the floor at a little before 11, and sat down to talk to one of my housemates and didn't get back up here until now. I'm going to be so tired tomorrow. meh. oh well. I've got to finish two emails for the FB before I sleep anyways.
