At this point, I think I’ll take the snow. I’m sticking to this chair, unable to concentrate on any of the reading I ought to be doing, annoyed at the constant trickle on my lower back and the hot breath of a panting dog at my ankles…

Last week wrapped up nicely. I’m feeling better about the fact that I met many more of my fellow classmates (a few of whom I think I’ll actually be able to stand) and am feeling pretty confident about my chances. I’m trying to get over my impatience at the intolerably slow pace of my writing class and feel that I have a better than average grasp of things. The bitchiest part of me is practically thrilled when I hear my fellow students tell me that they closed the bar the night before or that they’re skipping class to go to the beach. I feel only mildly guilty about that…

There was a nice fat check in my mailbox today when I came home from J’s house (after making the journey there to borrow a bit of dog food and enjoy some a/c), making me feel a little better about only having $4 in quarters left to my name. If my bank was still open to make a deposit I’d head to the Warren Tavern and order a veggie burger patty melt like the one I had the other night when I went out to dinner with A. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it

Until Monday it’s ramen and croutons…but after my first Torts class (with a professor who I’ve heard some pretty awful stories about), I’ll be in heaven again…

Then it’ll be off to the office supply store to revel in the joy of school supply shopping. New highlighters, colored flags, clean notebooks, and a few nice pens. Yes, I really do take pleasure in the prospect…

And perhaps I’ll take the Best Buy gift certificate my coworkers gave me as a parting gift and buy some DVDs (the second season of Dead Like Me or the third season of Six Feet Under, whichever speaks to me that day) for some quality distraction. The time sucker that they call “cable” just isn’t doing it for me. Five hundred channels and nothing to watch…

I’m finally there, though, the place that I’ve wanted to be for a few weeks now. I’m moved in and (hopefully) will soon be unpacked, everything is settled with school (bus passes, identification cards, book purchases), I’m done with work, and I will have money in the bank in less than 48 hours. It’s a relief to have everything how it’s supposed to be. And, of course, there’s that Other Thing. Yes…that Other Thing makes me smile at the most random occasions and, when things seem like they might be less than fun, pretty much stops me from worrying about…well…anything. That Other Thing is, well, more amazing than I could’ve imagined possible…

I guess it’s back to work from me. I’ll try to forget about the stickiness and the discomfort for now, try to forget about my veggie burger patty melt until Monday, and, well, take the occasional break to think about that Other Thing…

There’s thunder in the distance. If that money was in the bank right now I’d head to the store for a bottle of Sapphire, some tonic, and fresh limes. I have a balcony that just begs for me to have a drink and watch it storm…