Rounding Up

Monday night: had dinner with director of program and his wife, a classmate and his wife, and my instructor from my creative non-fiction class. The class whose essays I still needed to complete. The deadline was midnight that night, and I sheepishly told my instructor, also my long-time mentor, that I hadn't placed my portfolio in her mailbox yet. She told me not to talk about it and enjoy the chilli crabs that the director, whose mother is Malaysian-Chinese, prepared from a Singapore cookbook. We talked of everything from supermarkets to the MFA program to politics to hawker centers in Singapore to marriage (my classmate having recently married his wife less than a year after knowing her and me having recently abandoned my husband to move to Michigan).

Later that Monday night: proceeded to Angell Hall to finish the essays. Visibly struggled at the computer, pulling my hair, sipping water, slouching in the chair, looking at other desperate-looking people.

Late, late that Monday night (and Tuesday morning): finished the essays, but wasn't pleased with them. But took them to my instructor's box anyway. Drove home. Called husband. Collapsed on bed.

Tuesday afternoon: off to school to pick up new gradership contract and some mail. Returned to car to find a ticket. I'd forgotten to put up my parking permit. Ah! Rushed to Parking Violations downtown to ask for forgiveness. The University lets us get away once a year, so I saved myself a $20 fine. Drove to Best Buy to spend my $10 voucher. No Gameboy Advance Sims Bustin' Out game so I bought a soundtrack of the new movie by Robert Altman (Gosford Park). The Company has received 13 "Fresh" readings on Rotten Tomatoes. It's about a ballet company and a dancer (played by Neve Campbell), filmed with the full cooperation of the Goffrey Ballet of Chicago. More later. Next up, Meijers, where I bought a cool snow scraper and brush at 30% off. The night before, I was using a hard plastic cover to get rid of the ice from my windscreen. Also picked up some sweets for my Mom. Roamed the toy section; ah, to be a kid during Christmas.

Tuesday night: watched The Two Towers (again) with friends and a dog, who's also a friend, if constantly licking my sock-covered toes is a sign of friendship. Got home dreaming of Return Of The King and of Going Home To Husband This Saturday, the two great highlights of this December.

Posted by Monoceros at December 17, 2003 11:51 AM