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Thoughts on a beautiful day…..

Posted in Movies, Thoughts on November 9, 2004| Leave a Comment »

I went to movie last night with roommate and friends. We saw Alfie. I can’t stop thinking about it. I found it quite depressing. I guess I should have assumed that a story of careless living would carry with it dark moments, but I wasn’t prepared for the whole movie to be dark. This is me being naive – I wouldn’t expect a movie about hard drugs to have a very happy tone – and although Alfie is not about hard drugs – he has a disregard about others that mirrors that of someone on drugs. Well, that might not be fair, because on some level he is unaware of how much he is damage he is doing to others – and how much he is becoming damaged. The movie made marriage seem depressing, and it also made being single seem depressing. I definitely think a lot of people could get a good message out of the story, but overall it was not an uplifting flick. The photography was unbelievable – and all the people in the movie were gorgeous. It was visually stimulating. Maybe it was just too realistic a look at the human condition. Not being a realist myself, sometimes I am jarred by it.

I have two new words that I like a lot. Actually, they aren’t new words, but they are words that most people use incorrectly – or don’t actually know what they mean. Temperance and Prudence. Temperance is not abstaining from things, it is knowing when enough is enough – for you. So everyone should have a different level of temperance, and everyone has to find it for themselves. For some people, temperance is abstaining. It is all about being able to stay in control. Prudence is taking into account the repercussion of your actions – thinking about how your actions are going to affect those around you and yourself in the future. Now, I’m not advocating being Prudent all the time, but I think part of being Prudent is simply being aware of the repercussion, even if you decide to disregard the consequences at the moment of action. Because simply being aware of the consequences adds new meaning to the action and allows you to anticipate and be responsible for the end result. Alfie lacked Prudence. Because it never occurred to him to think about what might happen, when bad things did happen, he didn’t feel the responsibility that would have allowed him to learn a lesson. So he made the same mistake again and again. But Alfie did have Temperance about some things, enough to keep him from ending up on the street without a job or a place to live. He had just enough temperance for self preservation, but not enough to save those around him from destruction.

Okay, sorry, deep thoughts for a Tuesday. I feel better now.

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Learning from television

Posted in Television, Thoughts on October 27, 2004| Leave a Comment »

Two quotes from my favorite television show – Scrubs – one from tonight’s episode and one from a couple of weeks ago.

"Sometimes the easiest way to lose something is to want it too badly." – JD (Zack Braff – who I am in love with).

"show me a well-adjusted, successful man who wants to settle down and have kids, and I’m not interested, but find me an alcoholic in his midthirties that still thinks his band might make it, and just tell me where I can show up and buy him dinner." – Molly (Heather Graham) the psychiatrist.

I don’t know why these two quotes struck me, but I like them. I love Heather Graham’s character, because she is totally aware of who she is and she is okay with it. She is also overly optimistic, happy, and chipper. And the amazing thing is that her happiness and optimism totally irritates a lot of people. Fascinating.

Jessica and I were discussing the upside to living in a fantasy world. In our fantasy world, everyone has good intentions and deep down is a good person. It takes a lot for someone to convince me that they actually don’t like me. I know I talk about this a lot, but I honestly don’t have the energy to think that someone doesn’t like me. I have been working on this new life approach for a while, and here it is (if you spend much time with me in person or on the phone, you can probably skip this part because I talk about it a lot).

New Life Approach:
I believe that all the problems in the world and especially in relationships come down to two things: 1. Bad Self Esteem and 2. Miscommunication.

This being the case, I am no longer going to take people the wrong way and I am going to try to keep my bad self esteem from getting in the way of me loving people. Bad self esteem makes me react the wrong way to people – and then it is easy to miscommunication. I have been trying to think of practical ways to put this plan into action, and the simplest thing I can do is to not react. Or maybe, not to over-react. If someone is not nice to me, I am going to give them the benefit of the doubt that it has nothing to do with me, and they might just be having a bad day.

Another important side of this new approach to life is to be aware of others bad self esteem and inclination to misunderstand me. So it is important to be a good communicator. When ever possible, I am going to be upfront with people about how I feel (but remembering their bad self esteem at the same time). The downside of this is that I have a tendency to wear my heart of my sleeve – my mom has been trying to teach me not to do this for years – but some things you just can’t change. Therefore I must have a high tolerance for people in general – or only hang out with people I really like – in order to not increase someone else’s bad self esteem. But I really and truly do like most people, so maybe it won’t be that difficult. Also, must be aware of situations that are likely to bring out bad self esteem, we all have our own – mine tend to be around people I really like a lot who I am not convinced like me, and also with regards to my usefulness – I love to help, and some people don’t want my help – and this is where I get very defensive (there are many others, but examples – oh I also hate it when people want to take my temperature about something – my academics, my spirituality, my dating life – i.e. – "How are your outlines coming?").

This might make me seem overly concerned with others and selfless – but really this is pretty much for self preservation more than anything. I don’t know, I guess it is just important to me to believe that people are inherently good for the most part – and this is a way for me to analyze away some of the everyday problems that I see with the world. I know, I’m delusional and naive, one day I am going to have to deal with the real world, but until then, don’t be the reason I lose my enthusiasm.

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I lose them as soon as I get them

Posted in Thoughts on October 26, 2004| Leave a Comment »

This summer while I was in Greece, using the internet was expensive and I would try to think about what I wanted to post to my blog during the day in order to save time when I was actually sitting at the computer. I was also overwhelmed by everything around me and tried to take note of as much as possible.

I have never had a journal before, and I have never written many of my thoughts down before. But now that I do write a lot of my thoughts down, I spend a lot of time thinking about what I am going to write. And I probably write down about 1% of what I think about writing. Writing is a release, and sometimes just thinking about what I would write is a release.

I especially like to think about journal topics when I am running. I can come up with tons of things I want to say while I am breezing through the woods. But the amazing thing is, once I come home from running, I almost never write down my running thoughts. I think this is because running is a release. And once I am calm and relieved of my stress – I don’t have the compulsion to write anymore. I don’t know if this means that I am not a true writer, because I think a true writer would only be happy once they wrote down there idea. But whether or not I am a true writer is not important.

I am fascinated that this fairly new hobby of keeping a journal has changed what I think about on a regular basis. Actually writing in the journal is one activity, but thinking about what I am going to write is a whole other activity in itself. It is weird to add to your daydreaming activities. I like it.

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Weekends in October

Posted in Favorite People, Food and Drink, Football, Thoughts on October 17, 2004| Leave a Comment »

I had a spectacular weekend. Nothing happened this weekend that changed my life drastically, but it was fun and happy and carefree. Things that happened:

1. Cristina, Christy and I got to spend some quality time together over a beer and some spinach dip, where we discussed the mysteries of life – racism, boys, marriage, cliques in law school, and being overly sensitive. After we sorted all of this out, we were ready for the weekend.

2. I spent some quality time with Travers, and we got to talk about the relationships in our lives. It is really nice to have a brother that is as close in age to me as Travers, because I think that everyone needs a great friend of the opposite sex to talk to about life. I definitely need his perspective, otherwise I lose touch with how men really react to women, and probably get my feelings hurt or hurt someone else’s feelings. Since I don’t believe that men and women CAN actually be very close friends and it not be more than friendship (when harry met sally), I feel blessed to have a brother.

3. Cristina and I finally experienced a Bar-B-Q place we have been driving past on occasion. It is called Jot-it-down, and it was awesome. It was awesome on a lot of different levels. It made me feel like I was in the North Georgia mountains, or maybe at the lake in South Georgia, the bottom line is that I felt like I was somewhere that was difficult to get to, and hard to get away from. The pulled pork plate came in the standard form – pulled pork, potato salad (yellow!), brunswick stew (remember we are talking about GA bbq), and two pieces of white bread. There is something comforting in this meal, and finding a new favorite bar-b-q shack is reason for celebration. Also, Jot it down has biscuits in the morning, which is oh so very exciting, especially since Athens doesn’t have a bojangles. My life is more complete.

4. I learned that there are some people that always resurface in your life. There are some people that the only thing weird about being with them is that it is so normal, so natural. And it doesn’t matter how long it has been since you saw them last, it will be just like you had seen them every day for years. And once time teaches you that the only thing that is for sure is that you will see them again, hearing their plane fly overhead as they leave can only make you smile.

5. The best kind of friends come to Athens for football games and are along for the ride. Living football games this way might decrease the amount of people you get to see, but it will definitely increase the quality of time you spend with the people you do see. I need for my friends to understand that I have had to go on with my life in Athens, and that they are going to leave me here on Sunday and go back to their own lives elsewhere. It is okay if we don’t get to hang out every Friday night.

6. If you like cosmopolitans, the bartender at Blue Sky named Mark, makes the best cosmo I have ever had in Athens.

7. I discovered that they sell french fries and hamburgers at Sanford Stadium, in the southeast side on the 200 level. I was impressed.

8. I found out that it is easier to lay on the sofa all day on Sunday when you don’t have a car and have no way to go anywhere.

9. I have a newly renewed hate for Tennessee, and I don’t think that their record is indicative of what kind of team they are. I just hope South Carolina is having a good day with the volunteers come to Columbia.

10. After hanging out with an awesome dog, I realized how much I wish my life allowed me to have a dog. Even though I know I am not responsible enough, and I have a hard enough time just taking care of myself, I still wish I could have one. I miss my dogs.

11. I bought a plane ticket to visit Libby and Maggie in NYC in November. It has been a long time since I have been to the city and I am looking forward to it. I fly out on a thursday night and I get back very early on Monday morning. By that time it will have been a long time since I have seen Libby or Maggie and I will need them. It will also be the last fun thing I get to do before I have to come back and be serious about exams.

12. Desmond and Emily won the mock trial competition. I am so very proud of both of them, they deserve this. I was in attendence, and I was impressed with both of their litigation skills.

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Dreams of the Rockies…..

Posted in Colorado, Thoughts on October 14, 2004| Leave a Comment »

I have been watching the new WB show, the Mountain. I like the show, it is the typical WB style, nothing out of the ordinary. But what kills me about the show is that it makes me think about Colorado. And I love Colorado. I would compare my feelings of Colorado to that of an ex-boyfriend that I am not over and probably never will be over. I only lived in Colorado for three months, and I don’t have an ex-boyfriend out there, but it is the only way to express the feelings I have for the place.

This is the kind of ex I am talking about. The one that never REALLY hurt you, and at times made you exceptionally happy, but the one that you always kind of knew was not permanent, for whatever reason. It is the kind of ex that you like to dream about, what if it had – or could have – been permanent? You wonder what they are doing now. You might even get in touch with them and go visit them. Or randomly run into them. And while you are with them, everything is perfect. You are someone different while they are present. But not different in a bad way – just different. More Alive. And seeing them is exhilarating. But something brings you back to your current life – something. It is different for everyone. And even though you have these feelings, they are not strong enough to pull you away from where you are now. It is in the past. Something about the lack of reality, either in the situation, or in the intensity, or in the other person, detaches you in the midst of the rush.

This is how I feel about Colorado. This is how the mountains make me feel. They make me take a deeper breath. Some of my most favorite people in the world live in Colorado. And some I just met there. I lived there in the summer. But I have had a few very intense winter experiences – enough to envision myself there in the winter. And the high points are so very high. I can think of no other place where I would enjoy more sheer pleasure and delight in the world. Just the sky makes me dizzy – but different than the sky in Greece.

It is not enough. Somehow I think I would be lonely in Colorado. I know I would be cold. For some reason I am very afraid of missing something here. Which is totally stupid, but it is still something I can’t shake. What am I looking for here? I don’t know. What would I be looking for there that would be so different? There is a lack of reality in Colorado that I think might wear me out. Is it the fear of running away from reality that scares me? See, here I am trying to justify why I should get back together with my ex. I adore Colorado – but I am confident that it is not right for me right now. Just the way I feel about certain people.

I’m telling you, getting emotionally attached to places is just as dangerous as getting emotionally attached to people. Because – for the most part – you can’t change them, you just have to love them the way they are. I have an amazing painting of a mountain I love above my bed, it is an icon that represents more than I can express here. Being content is a virtue, a lesson to learn.

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Thoughts on being happy

Posted in Thoughts on October 11, 2004| Leave a Comment »

Libby and I discussed today that sometimes we don’t understand why sometimes we are happy and sometimes we aren’t. I like this post by Larry about mood swings. I don’t think I want to get rid of the mountains and valleys, but I do agree that they both take a lot of energy.

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October the 11th.

Posted in Baseball, Football, Thoughts on October 11, 2004| Leave a Comment »

We lost. I am upset. I wanted to go to the Braves game tonight, but I don’t think I can be emotionally involved in anymore sporting events for a couple of days. I also don’t think I want to drink any alcohol today (drinking beer is a requirement at turner field). I’m just not in the mood.
Yesterday was my birthday, which was exciting. I really had a great day, it was calm, and it was good. I was still a little upset about the game, but the way I look at it, we were going to lose as some point, either to Tennessee, Florida, or Auburn, and it is better to lose early than late. And I really hate Auburn and Florida more than I hate Tennessee. Although I still hate Tennessee. Our schedule is like a mine field. But back to my birthday. It is hard when your birthday is on a sunday, because regardless of what people say, celebrating your birthday on a different day than your actual birthday is not the same, and I was all partied out yesterday. Football weekends are draining. I hope this weekend is a little more laid back than the past two. Don’t get me wrong, I love football season. I think it is so amazing that the whole state comes into town and has a huge party six times a year. I don’t think many cultures can boast of such a ritual. Of course, the party’s lifespan is contingent on whether we win or not. This week the hopes of a state were dashed on the concrete of rocky top and the party was over. The strangest part of the lose this week is that we haven’t lost at home in somewhere around 17 or 18 games. Christy and I decided that the last game we lost at home was my junior year of college, her senior year. We think it might have been the Auburn game, but we aren’t sure. We know we lost to South Carolina at home that year. It hurts when you get used to winning.
This brings up a topic that I have been thinking about lately. Why is it that one negative comment, or one rejection, can black out a hundred positive comments or successes? Does it have to do with the fact that people are cynical? Or overly sensitive? What makes us believe the bad things and disregard the good? It could be as stupid as this. Lets say that you are getting dressed to go out, and your roommate, or best friend, tells you that you look good. You trust your roommate (because you have every reason to trust her and because you know she care about you). You are secure in the fact that your roommate likes your outfit and that your roommate has good tastes. Lets even add the fact that your mom was with you when you bought the outfit, and you know your mom does not let you buy things that look bad on you. Now, you go out, and see a girl that you don’t like, whom you don’t trust (with good reason), and who dresses in a way that you would never dress. This girl could make a sly comment indicating that something is inappropriate about what you are wearing, or in some other way implant in your mind negative thoughts about your clothes. This is the sort of thing that mean girls do. And they are good at it. Even though in your head, you know that this girl is mean and that her comments and criticism are the product of the way she feels about herself and have nothing to do with what she actually thinks about your outfit, such a comment could ruin your night. Or it could ruin my night – or at least ruin the outfit for me. Even though my roommate and my mom are the one to be believed.
I almost think it is worse when it is something that everyone likes. In the above example, if it is an outfit that everyone has complimented you on, and one person disapproves of, it is difficult to get the negative comment to disappear. My name is a good example of this. When I meet new people, my name has a tendency to need explanation, or at least invokes comment. Most of time it is good feedback – people say they like it, that it is pretty, that they haven’t ever heard it before, that the know one other Charlsie, etc. But sometimes the comments are less overtly positive. Sometimes I will meet someone and the person will say, "Charlsie, well….that is different." Or, "Charlsie, huh. That’s interesting." Now, most of the time, it is said like this: "Charlsie, wow, that’s different!" (with enthusiasm). With certain women, the, "That’s different" carries with it a negative connotation (this is just my experience, but men don’t use different to have a negative connotation with regards to my name, and most women don’t either, but some women do). "Different" and "interesting" are good things in my opinion. But some people are able to use these words to hurt my feelings. Now, let us be serious here for a second; I LOVE MY NAME. And I don’t let the handful of people who don’t like my name get to me. I need no positive re-enforcement that my name is cool. I am totally secure in my name. But at the same time I do notice when people don’t warm to my name. Is this because everyone likes my name and I am used to it being liked? Have I become dependent on the fact that people are going to think my name is cool, and I lose a part of my identity when I don’t get positive affirmation? I hope the answer to these questions is "no", but I think there is a large possibility that the answer is "yes." I am rambling, I have to go to class, but it is something to think about.

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Friends and how you fall into the picture; past, present, and future.

Posted in Favorite People, Thoughts on October 5, 2004| Leave a Comment »

Have you ever noticed that there are certain groups of friends that when you run into them they like to share stories about what they remember the most about you? I find this interesting. Because it isn’t always the same groups of people, but it seems like once the group starts the "what I remember best" it is hard to stop. I know that I have a tendency to do this as well. Like this weekend, I ran into lots of friends from college. One group, the group I spent most of my freshman year with (lets call them group A), and hung out with in the dorm, when I saw them, they wanted to talk about what they remembered about me. I think this is probably because for the most part group A is still intact; they still live together, or at least visit each other, and talk on the phone a lot. But they only see me on occasion and so it is easy for them to reminisce about me, because I am not in the picture much anymore. It is as if when I run into group A, even though at the moment we are together, really we exist for each other in the past, and the memories are the most vivid part.

In contrast, two of my roommates from college stayed with me this weekend, and we discussed one of our other roommates who was not present (we will call this group B, mostly roommates from Windsor). These roommates ended up being my closest friends in college, and even though I love my friends in group A and I definitely think of them as friends in the present, group B contains the friends that I talk to on the phone on a regular basis and the ones I visit regularly. For this discussion, I will include myself in group B. So this weekend group B is discussing a member of the group that is not present. And we spoke of her in a manner similar to the way that group A discussed me. And this particular absent friend has been living out of the state for about the past last year. And we don’t see her much. I talk to her more than the other two, and I probably see her more than the other two.

The question here that I am asking is, at what point do your friends start to talk about you in the past tense? I don’t think that this has anything to do with how much your friends like you. It is just a reference to how you used to be an every day part of their life, and now you aren’t. And I don’t think that this is anything that should be seen as negative, obviously you are important if you are still being discussed. Also, you can’t live in two different places very easily. This can apply if you just moved from Atlanta to Athens, but you go to Atlanta two or three times a week, and still talk to your friends in Atlanta all day, and don’t make friends in Athens because you still rely so heavily on your friends in Atlanta ( I mean, you are planning on moving back there anyway). This can also apply to living in the past. Well, you can’t help physically living in the present, and like I said, living in two places at one time is not good. The bottom line is that moving on in your life is good, and although you might be able to keep up with a lot of your friends from college, you can’t keep up with all of them.

But you know what? It still kinda hurts. It is sad to be thought of in the past, and it is upsetting for me to think of certain friends are being in the past. Whenever a friend starts a sentence like, "What I remember best about you…..," it is bittersweet. It is really sweet to be remember well, and for people to have vivid, particular memories about you (as long as they aren’t too embarrassing). I would never start such a sentence like this when speaking about a friend who was part of my everyday life unless the conversation was already underway. If one of my other friends began discussing what they remembered about a mutual friend, I am sure I would have input, even if the mutual friend was part of my present. Do you think that the more you talk about someone in the past tense, the more you think about them that way? I am scared of group dynamics, and it is scary that someone in a group could have the whole group thinking about an absent member in the past tense, even if the absent member is not past tense, just absent. I definitely have friends who are absent, but not past tense. I also probably have friends who are present but are past tense. Will group B one day talk about me in the past tense?

I guess this is just part of growing up. I’m not actually asking a question here, and I don’t have any answers, this is just a thought that I can’t get out of my mind. It seems to stem from a fear I have about being considered the past. Which is stupid. Obviously something about me is afraid to move on, and doesn’t like change. Maybe this is something that I need to work on.

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close calls

Posted in Hurricanes, Law School, Thoughts on September 27, 2004| Leave a Comment »

I almost died today. I mean, it wasn’t that big of a deal, lets put it this way, I could have died this morning. When I woke up this morning, I was confused about what was making the noise on my roof. Then I realized it was the torrential downpour of rain from Hurricane Jeanne. Once I came to this conclusion, I vacillated between whether it was worth it to wash and dry my hair, considering that the weather would just cause it to freak out on me later in the day. I decided to go with the decision to be clean. When dressed, I determined that I needed something to eat, and, even though I could not find my umbrella, I went to Kroger for some Chick Fil A instead of opting for something that didn’t involve getting out of the car. When I tried to get out of my car in the Kroger parking lot, the wind caught my door and tried to blow it off the hinges. I kinda take this personally, because I am rather attached to my car.

It made me contemplate how even if I could have a new car tomorrow, I would prefer my old car (except that if someone was going to give me new car, I would take it because who knows if any one will ever offer me a new car ever again). I’ve never had a brand new car, and this might be cool, but the bottom line is I’m attached to this one, and they don’t make the style that I have now anymore. Certain cars are better old. Not that I think my car model is one of them (because it isn’t), but you know how you loved your uncle’s old wagoneer? And how your friends in high school all had Bronco’s? Other cars that are still made, but were better in the old version are, Troopers, 4-runners, and those old mercedes convertibles that came in cool colors like metallic blue.

Back to how I almost died. Okay, after going to Kroger I stopped off at home to try to find the hood to my ski jacket I was wearing because I can’t find my rain jacket, and I found an umbrella. So the ski jacket was abandoned for a fleece with a hood. I’m feeling much better about the rain, equipped with my folding umbrella; and once safely parked in the deck, I set out for school, umbrella up, hoping to not blow away.

As it happens, what you worry about is not what happens. I was distressed that my little umbrella might blow inside out in the gale force winds. As I trapse across the quad, careful to stay on the sidewalk (because the tree gods get mad when you don’t stay on the path during storms, I’ve seen people barely miss limbs thrown at them), I am thinking about what I need to get out of my locker when I am startled out of my thought by a noise like, "whoooosh-thump", as about 30 feet in front of me a huge limb falls from the sky and lands directly across my trajectory. I mean, if I hadn’t taken the time to open my umbrella, or if I hadn’t stopped to listen to the end of that song on the radio, the limb would have gotten me. Although the chances of another limb falling on the same path are not good, I decided not to risk it. I doubled back, and went all the way around the quad, trying to avoid trees at all cost. I think Megan is right, the trees are out to get us.

My mom is always worried about the hackberry trees in our backyard. But she isn’t worried that they are going to drop a limb on us. She is worried they are going to topple over on top of us (or, more importantly, one of the dogs). I think she should worry about the oaks throwing things. I learned yesterday on television that the oak is America’s national tree. I just hope that no one gets hurt on north campus.

Last night was fun. I went to the girls high school and middle school bible study I am helping with, and I really enjoyed it. It is nice to see what Athens is like from a family standpoint, and it is refreshing to be around. After that I went to Theta, to catch the end of that bible study, and I liked this even more. I love Theta, and I know that on some levels I should just move on, but I think I have moved on, and now I can serve Theta in a different capacity. The girls there last night are girls that I care a lot about, girls that I rushed, and girls that I lived in the house with. I know it will be different when those girls are gone, but for now, I am glad they are still there. That house means a lot to me. I also really appreciate Julie Powell, who leads the bible study. She doesn’t have to do that, and she does it strictly out of the goodness of her heart and her love of God. She doesn’t have any ties to Theta, but she is very much needed. She was sick last night and came anyways. I hope she feels better. It was good to be there last night, sometimes I think i have had some of the most important conversations of my life in the parking lot of that house. This entry was not suppose to be this long, I have to go read for workers comp.

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legitimate recycling and sham recycling….

Posted in Hurricanes, Law School, Thoughts on September 23, 2004| Leave a Comment »

it is one thing to burn it for real energy……..Do you think that running on a treadmill or around a track is a waste of energy? I’m sorry, environmental law is making me think. "In order to know if something is a waste, you have to know how it is being used…" Whatever, I don’t want to think about that anymore. Even though I love this class. Mostly because I love Appel, my professor. He is entertaining. I missed this class yesterday, because I had to stay home with my sick computer. My computer is feeling a lot better now, mostly because Jon Mills is the greatest person in America and fixed it for me.

While at home with my computer I realized that the only people that watch tv during the day are unemployed. Not just "without a job" but "without and job and searching for a job" (because if you aren’t looking for a job, and you don’t have one, you aren’t considered unemployed, I think). Every commercial was either for some technical college that would teach me a trade, or for someone that would consolidate my debt into one low easy payment. I wonder if the technical college would accept me if I had a lot of debt, or if that would matter at all.

I didn’t just miss Environmental Law yesterday, I missed all 4 of my classes yesterday. I didn’t sleep very well last night, even though I had a great run at the botanical gardens. Late last night before I went to sleep I talked to my friend Todd on the phone. I was actually worried that something bad had happened to Todd, because he lives in New Orleans, and when I called him last week to make sure that the hurricane didn’t get him and to make sure he was safe, he never called me back. I probably called him about 4 times to make sure he had evacuated, because I thought he probably hadn’t. I did get in touch with my friend Michael (he called back promptly and emailed(I think he had been drinking, but it was sweet)) in New Orleans last week, and I hadn’t talked to Michael since like the week I got back and it was great to talk to him. Michael was good enough to keep me updated on the storm and to let me know he was safe, which I really appreciated. Todd, on the other hand, didn’t call me until Saturday, when he said, "Sorry, We have been partying a lot lately." As it turned out, Todd’s phone was not working and Michael’s was, which I did know because I had to call Todd like 3 times before it would work, so Todd is going to get a break here, but last week I was worried. Todd did call me twice on Saturday, but I didn’t know that until I got all my messages on Sunday when my cellular decided to get its act together. So Todd and I sorted all this out last night, and I also learned that Tulane has saturday school for the next three weeks because they missed so many days of school for the hurricane. This really sucks. I can’t imagine. I don’t think my friends in New Orleans understand that I live in a different time zone than they do, but whatever.

But it was good to talk to Todd, he helps me calm down and keeps me grounded in reality. But for some reason, when I got off the phone, I could not go to sleep. I don’t know if it was because I couldn’t breathe so well because of allergies, or because my neck has been bothering me, I don’t know, but I didn’t sleep well. And now I am exhausted today. But I am in a good mood regardless. I am looking forward to spending more time at the botanical gardens, and I am excited about going home tomorrow. Now, I am going to lunch with my mentee, who I don’t think is very impressed with me so far.

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