Three things worth mentioning happened this weekend.
1. On Friday, the power steering on my car went out. I’m not sure why it went out, but it definitely did. I’ll take it in tomorrow to get fixed. Funny: until the moment I realized that something wasn’t quite right, I hadn’t thought before about what it means to me to have a working car. In an instant, I went from feeling like an independent adult to a helpless, scared little girl. That’s a total exaggeration, and I quickly got over it, but that’s how I felt when it happened. Cars always mean independence, but when you live away from home, you don’t have a lot of resources to fall back on. Maybe that sounds weird. I have friends to help me get where I’m going, I have a job to cover the cost, and there’s no reason I couldn’t take care of this myself, but that’s the thing: I like to do things on my own. The thought of asking people for rides makes me uncomfortable. I don’t want to need anyone for anything. How freaking ridiculous considering I spend my days talking about what it means to live in a world where we’re all interrelated and dependent on each other. Still, I want to be an island.
2. I spent my Friday night in the library. Yeah, Friday night. I was feeling disorganized and a little freaked out about the stuff I need to get done. I couldn’t focus in my tiny box of an apartment, so I went to the library. And, finally–FINALLY!–I made some progress on my thesis. I finally have some idea of where I’m going. I want to get this damn thing done.
3. I went to a party on Saturday. Yeah, so, I’ve hit my quota for the semester. No, it wasn’t bad. I had a good time, actually. And, I discovered the wonderful powers of alcohol. I’m kidding; I discovered these wonderful powers a while ago. I know how terrible it sounds, but Tipsy Ashley is 324324 times better at socializing than I am. She’s relaxed, she says what she thinks, she doesn’t care what other people think of her. Good thing the distance between TA an I is covered in only one drink. It was nice to connect with people I see mostly only in class where we’re all pretending to have everything figured out.
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Drunk Paula is similar to Drunk Ashley I suspect. Except I bet Drunk Ashley doesn’t say as completely inappropriate things as Drunk Paula – like accuse people she has only just met of having sex with dead people for no apparent reason . . . and then not remember doing it.
That’s great that you’re making progress on your thesis. One of my flatmates is in the process of doing her dissertation for her masters at the moment and I know she’s finding it really hard to buckle down and get the work in on it, so kudos to you! Especially on a Friday night! :)
Tipsy Jessica sounds very much like Drunk Paula and Tipsy Ashley.
But, I must say I have never accused anyone of having sex with dead people.
Funny, I spent my Saturday in a Barnes and Noble…where I spent 113.00 on books. Maybe I should do the Library thing…I don’t think I’m likely to spend that much there :)
Did you check your power steering fluid? Hopefully it was something as simple as that, and won’t cost a fortune to get fixed.
My Friday night was spent at a club telling people way too much information than they needed to know about things I wouldn’t normally have told them. Yeah. Um. Not a good idea.
I think…we are very similar. Car-trouble-island-wise, library on Friday night-wise, and tipsy-socializing-wise.