A quest to make sense of it all. Or a sense to make a quest of it all.

Monday, March 31, 2008

History's Mysteries.

I've been perusing through blog archives today. A quick skim through my own (this blog will turn 2 years old this November), but mainly through others', spanning over several years. A lot of the entries made me laugh out loud. Some stung a little. Some made me very pensive, just staring into space, sitting at my desk with my chin propped in one hand and thinking. It's interesting to me to go back and read these day-to-day records of things my friends have done and gone through and felt, and to see them as the people they were before I even knew them more than peripherally or when we were on the outs or when we had just lost touch for awhile. To see, as much as a blog can allow, some of the things that shaped them into the people whose company I so enjoy now. What amazing women I know.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Oh, and...

So it's been a little while since my last post. What can I say? It's been a weird time for me. I've been a few rungs above depressed, but not chipper enough to muster enough energy to do much of anything constructive. I am coming out of it (for real).

Let's see. Luke is fine. It's apparently hot in Baghdad, and his CO evidently can't give out much more info than that. We (Luke and I, not the CO and I...silly) had a nice date today. He took me to a quiet little Yahoo Messenger room on the corner, and we had a lovely long chat. Hey, we make the most of what we've got to work with. I'm purchasing a webcam in the morning so's he can see me. (The computer he's borrowing until his new laptop gets shipped to him already has a cam, so I could see him today. Rock.)

I just interviewed for a part time job at the local newspaper, to work in the classifieds department. Sounds perfect for what I need right now. The only way I'm going to work this summer is if it's part-time, or strictly physical full-time. I'll dig ditches. I'll weedeat at Shiloh park. I'll hold "slow" signs on the highway. But don't make me think. I need to zone out and save my mental energy for school, 'cause dammit, I'm getting through it this time. I need to stay focused even if I'm bored to tears, and any job whose stress follows me home is going to hinder my ability to focus.

Is everyone else as happy as I am to see leaves and flowers sprouting? Spring is here! Can I get an amen?! I predict two more cold snaps and then, oh, glorious warmth. Warmth that makes you want to sprawl on the ground and absorb sunshine like a lizard.

Yeah, like a lizard.

That's all I can think of right now. Maybe when I start leaving the quiet historic district for more than trips to school and back (ok, and Sonic... strawberry limeades keep me going), I'll have more to talk about.

Oh! Anyone who hasn't done so already needs to go out right now and rent White Noise. Go to the first scene. Ok? Now skip ahead to the next scene. Repeat until the movie is over and go to the bonus features. The alternate method to this is to put the DVD in and go straight to the bonus features. Whatever. It's your call. Once you get there, watch said bonus features. Creeeeepy. A zillion times scarier than the movie. Very curious phenomenon, that EVP.

Perhaps this'll get me goin'.

Tamara tagged me! Dese here's da rules: you take each line and replace it with a single word of your choosing. Yes, just one word!! Afterward, tag seven folks…


You’re feeling: untouched
To your left: phone
On your mind: writing
Last meal included: soup
You sometimes find it hard to: relax
The weather: rainy
Something you have a collection of: pigs
A smell that cheers you up: strawberries
A smell that can ruin your mood: Counce
How long since you last shaved: yesterday
The current state of your hair: straightened
The largest item on your desk right now (besides computer): lamp
Your skill with chopsticks: majestic
Which section you head to first in the bookstore: bargain
And after that?: bestsellers
Something you are craving: Luke
Your general thoughts on the presidential race: quagmire
How many times have you been hospitalized this year: zero
A favorite place to go for quiet time: home
You’ve always secretly thought you’d be a good: mom
Something that freaks you out a little: kelp
Something you’ve eaten too much of lately: macaroni
You have never: skydived
You never want to: combust

And since Tamara and Lindsey have already tagged me and they're basically the only Bloggers I know, I'm reaching out to Myspace. My tag-ees are:

Luke, Brandon, Casey, Tobi, Phaedra, Candace, Brandie

Thursday, March 13, 2008

I got a text message from Luke at about 9:30 CST last night (5:30 am AST), letting me know that they had landed safely in Baghdad and were on their way to their tents. He also sent a picture. He sent one a couple days ago, with camels in the background. What a culture shock. Now that he's over there, I'm really feeling the worry. It is nothing, nothing, nothing like his being gone last summer for training, and nothing like his being gone over the holidays, or even his being in Kuwait, because it's at least safer there. This is horrible. It's absolutely the worst fear I've ever known. You can't even google "Baghdad" and not find some recent new body count. I can't even wrap my head around the fact that my husband is currently in a place where people are actively trying to kill each other and trying to kill anyone in an outfit like his. I don't know how long it would take for me to know if something happened to him, or how I would be told. I'm going to go crazy if I don't stop thinking about it like that, but how can I? I have to think of something else.

Like that I've been talked into being a chili competition judge this Saturday. Huh.