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Aug. 21st, 2005 07:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
winterthunderIt's interesting, sitting here in the corner on my bed. I haven't left the suite at all today. Lots of homework, ick. I'm now caught up to tuesday, so I think I'm going to write some tonight. None of what I have to do is particularly hard, just time consuming. Lots of reading. But when there's quotes like this, I can hardly complain:
"God save England, God save the King, God save this and God save that and God save that other thing.
'Good God,' said God, 'I have my work cut out."
Quite amusing.
Hmm, it's 7:15. I'm not particularly hungary, but I guess I should eat something. I can read some of Laocoon's Children while I eat and then move on to writing for the rest of the evening. That should end the day with a nice balance of school stuff and me stuff, about 6 hours each. I feel quite productive. It's rather fun to sit here and watch everyone go past to the elevators and wonder where they are going and why. I don't feel isolated as much as I did friday, but I think there were other emotions at work friday. I'm just comfortorble and content, and very amused at the person who is walking up the stairs singing random scales. Probably because I've been known to do the same thing myself. I wonder if anyone thinks about how other people view the little random things that we do. I wonder if anyone ever thinks about the little random things other people do.
Our suite smells like bleach right now, I think Caroline cleaned out the bathroom. Probably a good thing, though I think Anne (our cleaning person) does a decent job. She's really nice to talk to. I don't think many people do, which is sad. We have a tendancy as a society to treat anyone who works doing jobs that we don't want to do as if they were invisible. The difference between the way I was treated when I was working kennel and when I was working assistant was pretty startling, even though I hadn't changed at all. I certainly heard a lot more while I was working kennel, since people tended to ignore me unless they had something for me to do.
Ok, the bleach smell is dissapating. I'm going to go brave the bathroom to get some water and make myself something to eat.
"God save England, God save the King, God save this and God save that and God save that other thing.
'Good God,' said God, 'I have my work cut out."
Quite amusing.
Hmm, it's 7:15. I'm not particularly hungary, but I guess I should eat something. I can read some of Laocoon's Children while I eat and then move on to writing for the rest of the evening. That should end the day with a nice balance of school stuff and me stuff, about 6 hours each. I feel quite productive. It's rather fun to sit here and watch everyone go past to the elevators and wonder where they are going and why. I don't feel isolated as much as I did friday, but I think there were other emotions at work friday. I'm just comfortorble and content, and very amused at the person who is walking up the stairs singing random scales. Probably because I've been known to do the same thing myself. I wonder if anyone thinks about how other people view the little random things that we do. I wonder if anyone ever thinks about the little random things other people do.
Our suite smells like bleach right now, I think Caroline cleaned out the bathroom. Probably a good thing, though I think Anne (our cleaning person) does a decent job. She's really nice to talk to. I don't think many people do, which is sad. We have a tendancy as a society to treat anyone who works doing jobs that we don't want to do as if they were invisible. The difference between the way I was treated when I was working kennel and when I was working assistant was pretty startling, even though I hadn't changed at all. I certainly heard a lot more while I was working kennel, since people tended to ignore me unless they had something for me to do.
Ok, the bleach smell is dissapating. I'm going to go brave the bathroom to get some water and make myself something to eat.
