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A brief poem


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Yesterday’s tomorrows
are no longer today.
It’s time to set forth
and move on to the unknown.



I have a lot to post about (graduation! The Great Gatsby! moving!) but right now my energy has to focus on packing up my apartment and moving home by Friday at 5. It’s supposed to be raining tomorrow and Friday so I’m crossing my fingers and toes that the rain holds out until I’ve relocated my life back home.


I’m both excited and saddened to be leaving the life I’ve grown accustomed to over the past 5 years. It’s both calming and terrifying to be leaving this chapter of my life and catapulting into the unknown.


I guess I’d better go back to packing up my life. I promise I’ll update GingerSass so much this summer you’ll be sick of me! 🙂

Even more procrastination…

If my last post didn’t fully exploit me as a procrastinator, this one certainly will.

I was just looking at the little calendar on the side of my blog, and I noticed a pattern over the past 3 months. Can you see it?

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Looking at March, February, and the last week of January (the week after I finished my #23til23 journey), I have only blogged on Sundays, Mondays, and Tuesdays, and the occasional Thursday.

These are my self-designated “school work days.”

Is it a coincidence that I blog on days where I should be writing papers, doing reading, or completing digital labs online?

Hell to the no.

Good LAWD I am a terrible procrastinator. I didn’t realize how bad I was until I saw it in black and white (er, orange and white) in front of me!

I used to be so good about blogging on the weekends. Now, well, I just suck.

It could be because Mondays and Tuesdays feel like the weekend (I only have class on Wednesdays and Thursdays), but that’s no excuse.

My new goal is to blog every Saturday, reflecting on my week. I’m probably jacking this idea from some other blogger before me who has stolen it from some other blogger before him or her. Whatevs. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.


I totally went grocery shopping today. I bought a load of bread to replace the stale bread in my apartment. Instead of throwing almost half a loaf of bread out, based on today’s GORGEOUS SPRING WEATHER, I decided to get a salad for lunch and eat my lunch in the park. I was also going to work on a speech I’m writing in the park, but, well, as established by this post, I’m a procrastinator. The park has a section with animals you can feed. I’m not talking geese and pigeons– I’m talking goats, pigs, emus, donkeys, roosters, fox, various types, of fancy birds, etc. It’s awesome. My Grandpa used to take me and the sibs there after school to feed the animals before we would go home to do our homework. (Sidenote– maybe he was the catalyst in my procrastination habit. Hmmmm.) ANYWAYS today I went to the park, ate lunch, loved life, didn’t get any work done, AND FED THE ANIMALS!! There were GOAT BABIES there. Like, seriously, fucking teeny tiny goat babies. They  were no taller than my knee and they could barely walk and they tripped over each other to get the bread I was feeding them and they made cute little goat noises AND IT WAS AWESOME. I seriously contemplated trying to sneak one home in my bag… it definitely would have fit.


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Have I mentioned that I procrastinated today?


2/26/13- Hand Washing


I haven’t really challenged myself to do a Ten Minute Musing in awhile, but I kind of felt like it today. Why not?

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I woke up feeling icky, which seems to be a theme lately, but I had said I’d be in the office today so I couldn’t call out. I woke up a bit late (aka hit snooze too many times), and by the time I had motivated myself to roll out of bed I had to rush to get ready. Luckily I had packed my bag last night so I just had to worry about making myself presentable and catching the bus so I could get to work in time.

Last semester I parked illegally all semester long. I never received a parking ticket until the day before Winter Break. The Parking Authority, which is notorious where I go to school/live/work, caught on that I was using an expired faculty pass and they only gave me a $25 ticket by some miracle. (The fine could have been $300. Eeps!) I received another parking ticket while I was at a training for work on MLK Jr. Day. Since then, I’ve used mass transit to get to work. These tickets add up!

As I rode the bus this morning, like most days on my way to work or class, I thought about how disgusting mass transit can be. Yesterday, the bus was packed. A girl in front of me ate an entire Italian dinner (chicken, pasta, sauce) on the ten minute bus ride. I wanted to vomit. I’ve had a sensitive sense of smell lately, and tomato sauce has always grossed me out. A boy who had just left the gym sat next to me, which added to my nausea. By the time I got to work yesterday I was dying for fresh air.

Today was no different. I felt sick to begin with, and being surrounded by college students with poor B.O., colds, and smelling of weed really made me feel revolted. I tried reading a book to distract myself from the germs and scents engulfing the air around me, but no matter how hard I tried, the smells remained. By the time the bus reached my stop I was very close to getting sick.

I also had a strange desire to wash my hands.

Now, I’m not a germ-a-phobe. I don’t usually wash my hands after riding public transit, especially if I haven’t touched anything but my own belongings, but as soon as the bus came to a screeching halt, I bolted towards the office my building is in and ran straight to the ladies room. I scrubbed and scrubbed my hands like there was no tomorrow, and an odd sense of peace came over me.

I guess everyone copes with grimy college students and mass transit differently.


This is how I pictured the germs on my hands dying as I washed them. Sorry, buddy.