"ha, ha, i don't understand what's happening!"

i just watched nick symmonds fade out of the 800m, and that was incredibly disheartening.

anyway, onto the happy... a million awesome things are happening this autumn. including one awesome thing which was preliminarily finalized today, but about which i'm not allowed to speak... yet!!

on the work front, the necessary transformation is well underway. i'm really happy about that.

i'm super-excited about the office coming back!! and about it's always sunny in philadelphia, although i am still awed by the vulgarity in that show. jeez.

ok, more olympic-watching now!

(talk about disjointed, jeez.)

6,288'

on august 9th 2008, i hiked up a 6,288-foot mountain with these fine people.
(l-r: mark, me, lisa, scott, susannah, curt, kate, julie, curt)

torn

i'm debating whether or not to call grandma - i don't know if she's sleeping or who's visiting her. i still don't know whether coming back home was a good idea. i feel like i should've been there when she woke up in recovery.

i hate being home sick. not that i really need to be anywhere, except for volunteering this morning and at lunch with mark, ingrid, and ingrid's boyfriend this afternoon. i'm not sure if it's just a cold or something worse - i walked home in the rain on thursday, but ellie had bronchitis and i could've gotten something from her. oh well.

so i'm here, sick, attempting to do work. it's not working so well. i think i just blew my nose for the millionth time this morning.

mark keeps on scurrying around the house after me, picking up the tissues that i throw on the floor, the coffee table, the windowsill. i guess i'm a pretty rotten roommate. i should take the time to explain to him that this is just my way of being sick. when i get better, i pick up all the tissues and throw them away. it's like a ceremony. but he'd still follow me around picking them up.

i keep telling him to stay away, because he's going to get sick too. "i have a strong immune system," he says. no, you don't. gowway. no avail. ah.

yesterday he did a huge food shopping for me, which was really nice. i think i need to become a better roommate, and a better girlfriend too. i've been slacking off on a lot of things, mostly because of justified reasons, like sickness or work or family stuff, but it's really no excuse. so i guess that's the plan.

oh and also to write. and to wake up at a decent hour. and to get this damn apartment together.

oy.

darkness

have you ever been so wrapped up in what you were doing (be it surfing the internet, watching eddie izzard videos on youtube, reading old journals, daydreaming about your boyfriend) that the sun went down and your apartment got pitch-black... without you even realizing it?

i do that entirely too often.

and considering that i am scared of the dark (yes, a twenty-two year-old girl who's scared of the dark!) and i don't at all like being alone in this apartment at night... yeah.

i should stop doing that.

now: a crate&barrel catalogue, a sprite, and the olympics. later: marky comes home, something for dinner, two episodes of the office, and the re-aired season finale of my boys. and some work.