Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Polly Prissy Pants
I guess I haven't been writing much these days, but then, there's only so much you can write about watching TV, grading papers, and getting ready to move. That's really all we've been doing lately. Actually, Adrian and I had a talk about that last night, and we've realized we don't want to miss out on opportunities to do fun stuff in the future. We've had the chance to do some things here that were kind of important to me, but for one reason or another we haven't. And that's no good. But we'll definitely be changing that soon. Like, when we get to DC in a month.
I'm finally getting some more of my old, Diary-X entries posted here. I was reading the stuff from February 2001 and either I was a much more interesting person then, or just a more interesting writer. Must...recapture...that...feeling...
Speaking of interesting adventures, I'm off to Moscow Friday. But first I have to grade this week's final exams. I suppose if I just randomly assign grades it might go faster, but there's a slim chance I might feel bad about that.
Saturday we went to a wedding between two of Adrian's clients. He's from England, she's from North Dakota, so mixing those two families together was...interesting. The wedding was in a Catholic church, and even when I walked in lightning didn't strike, so THAT'S a good sign. Anyway, at the reception we were at a table with a bunch of the bride's college classmates from North Dakota, but since that's where I went to high school, it was all good. The Brits got pretty drunk, and while there's nothing I enjoy more than watching drunk straight people dancing to 70s music, we only lasted until about 10:30 that night, whereas the 73-year old grandmother was still drinking when we left. Seriously, I love British people.
Tonight for dessert Adrian grilled peaches with white chocolate, brown sugar, and pistachios. This might seem pretty random, but hey, it makes up for al the grading I did today.
I heard that one of my grad school professors was on The Daily Show last week. And not one of the ones that sucked. So I'm off to iTunes to see if I can find a clip from the show.
I'm finally getting some more of my old, Diary-X entries posted here. I was reading the stuff from February 2001 and either I was a much more interesting person then, or just a more interesting writer. Must...recapture...that...feeling...
Speaking of interesting adventures, I'm off to Moscow Friday. But first I have to grade this week's final exams. I suppose if I just randomly assign grades it might go faster, but there's a slim chance I might feel bad about that.
Saturday we went to a wedding between two of Adrian's clients. He's from England, she's from North Dakota, so mixing those two families together was...interesting. The wedding was in a Catholic church, and even when I walked in lightning didn't strike, so THAT'S a good sign. Anyway, at the reception we were at a table with a bunch of the bride's college classmates from North Dakota, but since that's where I went to high school, it was all good. The Brits got pretty drunk, and while there's nothing I enjoy more than watching drunk straight people dancing to 70s music, we only lasted until about 10:30 that night, whereas the 73-year old grandmother was still drinking when we left. Seriously, I love British people.
Tonight for dessert Adrian grilled peaches with white chocolate, brown sugar, and pistachios. This might seem pretty random, but hey, it makes up for al the grading I did today.
I heard that one of my grad school professors was on The Daily Show last week. And not one of the ones that sucked. So I'm off to iTunes to see if I can find a clip from the show.
