Tuesday, July 25, 2006
The job that ate my life is hungry once again
An American Childhood by Annie Dillard
Green by R.E.M.
Rush is upon me once again. Hundreds of course packets and only two people to do the bulk of the work. Enough said. It's utterly crazy. I work usually until 6 or 7, and then take another two or three hours of work home with me. I haven't run regularly since June. NOT GOOD. However, the paycheck this Friday will be VERY GOOD.
As a last hurrah before my weekends are stolen away, Mark and I went up to Ann Arbor to visit his parents. We had a very nice time; there was a wonderful art fair and we also went running along the Huron River. The art fair made me wish that I (a had enough money to buy art and b) had somewhere to put it. Sigh.
As usual Joan gave me a few books to read. This time she also gave me a kayak. Yes, a kayak. She knows I enjoy kayaking, and since she doesn't really use hers anymore, she is pledging it to me. Since I don't have anywhere to put it, I am going to talk to my parents about storing it until such a time that I can store it myself. For now, it's still in Ann Arbor. I'm pretty excited about the kayak...now if only I had the capability of storing it I would be all set.