Crunch Time

I've just gone back and read a couple of these posts. I've decided that I'm going to try to stay away from the incessant use of the word "basically." To read it so many times in my writing grated on my nerves a bit. I jumped to a rash conclusion about Gray's loony friend.

She's not that loony afterall. She engaged me while I was watching a basketball game the other night. We began discussing that and baseball. Any girl into either of those can't be too loony. And she has nice teeth. Shane, Gray's dumbass boyfriend, however, is still a dumbass and I hope I never have to see him after next weekend. I was having a perfectly nice conversation with loony and he kept cutting in.

It seemed as though he couldn't handle being left out of a conversation about sports that was happening between two women. She's a freelance journalist and I told her to check out Craigslist. He then barked about he didn't find it that good. Shut up, asshole. Then, he started talking about the Yankees. "In 1997, I watched every game. I was hard core." Oh my god. Then he said, "speaking of which, the Yankee game is on now." Did he think I'd jump at the chance to change the channel.

I wanted him so badly to come out from behind his passive aggression and just ask so I could say "no," but he didn't. Thirteen days left.  When I woke up, I was full of stress. I was thinking about moving and papers. So now, it's a little better. I hired movers; I set up the gas and electric; and I turned the phone on. I also "finished" my gender paper. It's 14.5 pages. I'm going to give it to smelly ass tomorrow and I expect that she will tear it up. I think she's insecure and tries to convince us of her intelligence. It's really annoying.

So I feel as though she will take it out on me. Maybe I shouldn't call her names. Karma's a bitch. The good news is that I've identified about six or seven pages that I can take from this paper and slip into my conference paper bringing that to 15 pages. I already asked Elzbieta (culture class the conference paper is for) if I could do an expanded discussion of gender variance; she "supports the idea." This leaves only one paper. The hard one. I'm meeting with Ellen on Friday about it.

I've decided to go ahead and be in Sacramento on my birthday. So the party is on. Clear your schedules: AUGUST 2ND! I'm thinking now about a phat BBQ at McKinley Park in the early evening. Then, depending on how drunk or boring I've become by late evening, we can move the festivites somewhere else. One only turns 30 once. I'm just glad I have the grey hair to go with it. It was rather shocking once the blonde grew out. But I'm ok with it.  Well, it's two. I'm tired. and I have to get up early -- 10.