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Huh. Somewhere puppies are being kicked so that I can have their share of happiness this weekend. I almost feel bad. I can't believe how happy I am here, and how well everything is going. I feel like I'm constantly being injected with dopamine or something.
Anyway. I went apple-picking yesterday with a couple people from my program. It was a lot of fun. We... picked apples. After the apple-picking, we hit up a teeny tiny tavern, then stopped back at the orchard's market, where I bought donuts and a bunch of tiny pumpkins. I don't know why, but for some reason, I've always loved tiny pumpkins. They're just SO CUTE! I'm gonna take a couple into lab and spread the festivity.
After that we went to Shannon's and had dinner (a real grown-up dinner party! with lasagna that Shannon made, and wine, and everything!). That was a blast--a bunch of smart, funny people sitting around drinking good wine after a day of picking apples in an orchard. Life is good. After THAT, a few of us went over to someone else's house and watched the Michigan game on their HDTV. I realized that, when my dad isn't around, I actually really like football. So I need a team to cheer for, because as much as I'm all about being loyal to one's school, UCSC doesn't have a team and Yale's sucks. So I'm shopping for a collegiate team to like. If I liked any pro team but the Steelers, my dad would disown me. And I've decided that, as far as baseball goes, I'm a Red Sox fan.
Today I felt like crap when I woke up (too much wine last night? not enough sleep recently? vitamin deficiency? hypochondria?), so I went back to sleep and skipped out on what was probably some awesome outside bouldering this morning. But I enjoyed the extra sleep I got, and felt slightly better when I crawled, or oozed, out of bed around 1. I finally called an oil change place and made an appointment, so I can take poor Maggie in. She's so overdue.
I then made a foray to IKEA, and finally got myself a desk. I also got a bunch of pillows for the floor, since I don't have a couch, and I got a little desklamp so I can move one of my floorlamps into my bedroom. And I got a bunch of other little necessary stuff. I think I'm going to put Christmas lights up in the living room, just for fun. Between those and the tiny pumpkins, it will be like a holiday in here ALL THE TIME!
Click on the pictures and they get bigger! 'Cause I can't figure out how to make them bigger in the entry.
Me, with an apple!
Me, with a Shannon!
Me, with other first-years!
Mike, in a tree.
Which was totally unnecessary, because apple trees in orchards are cultivated to be short and close to the ground, so as to eliminate the need to climb them. Which, I guess, adds to the funny.
Oh yay, and some pictures I stole from other people, from the MCDB retreat, including some pictures of New England foliage for those of you who aren't familiar with it.
Somewhere in Rhode Island....
Boats! Woods Hole!
Friends on a beach.... The beach of unrequited love! See, there was all this seaweed, and Shannon thought it looked like someone had pulled apart thousands of mixed tapes. So she dubbed it the beach of unrequited love.
Except I think that was a different beach.
A rock pier....
The only bar in town. I kid you not. Hahaha, get it? Captain Kidd's? Kid you not... well, I thought it was funny.
Ocean! Yay!
That's all I got, kids.
Anyway. I went apple-picking yesterday with a couple people from my program. It was a lot of fun. We... picked apples. After the apple-picking, we hit up a teeny tiny tavern, then stopped back at the orchard's market, where I bought donuts and a bunch of tiny pumpkins. I don't know why, but for some reason, I've always loved tiny pumpkins. They're just SO CUTE! I'm gonna take a couple into lab and spread the festivity.
After that we went to Shannon's and had dinner (a real grown-up dinner party! with lasagna that Shannon made, and wine, and everything!). That was a blast--a bunch of smart, funny people sitting around drinking good wine after a day of picking apples in an orchard. Life is good. After THAT, a few of us went over to someone else's house and watched the Michigan game on their HDTV. I realized that, when my dad isn't around, I actually really like football. So I need a team to cheer for, because as much as I'm all about being loyal to one's school, UCSC doesn't have a team and Yale's sucks. So I'm shopping for a collegiate team to like. If I liked any pro team but the Steelers, my dad would disown me. And I've decided that, as far as baseball goes, I'm a Red Sox fan.
Today I felt like crap when I woke up (too much wine last night? not enough sleep recently? vitamin deficiency? hypochondria?), so I went back to sleep and skipped out on what was probably some awesome outside bouldering this morning. But I enjoyed the extra sleep I got, and felt slightly better when I crawled, or oozed, out of bed around 1. I finally called an oil change place and made an appointment, so I can take poor Maggie in. She's so overdue.
I then made a foray to IKEA, and finally got myself a desk. I also got a bunch of pillows for the floor, since I don't have a couch, and I got a little desklamp so I can move one of my floorlamps into my bedroom. And I got a bunch of other little necessary stuff. I think I'm going to put Christmas lights up in the living room, just for fun. Between those and the tiny pumpkins, it will be like a holiday in here ALL THE TIME!
Click on the pictures and they get bigger! 'Cause I can't figure out how to make them bigger in the entry.
Me, with an apple!
Me, with a Shannon!
Me, with other first-years!
Mike, in a tree.
Which was totally unnecessary, because apple trees in orchards are cultivated to be short and close to the ground, so as to eliminate the need to climb them. Which, I guess, adds to the funny.
Oh yay, and some pictures I stole from other people, from the MCDB retreat, including some pictures of New England foliage for those of you who aren't familiar with it.
Somewhere in Rhode Island....
Boats! Woods Hole!
Friends on a beach.... The beach of unrequited love! See, there was all this seaweed, and Shannon thought it looked like someone had pulled apart thousands of mixed tapes. So she dubbed it the beach of unrequited love.
Except I think that was a different beach.
A rock pier....
The only bar in town. I kid you not. Hahaha, get it? Captain Kidd's? Kid you not... well, I thought it was funny.
Ocean! Yay!
That's all I got, kids.
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Date: 2006-10-17 11:09 pm (UTC)From:I know how writing a thesis can consume your life; I can't imagine writing two. Hang in there. The end is near!