Lisa
...I walked up the stairs to the Maeser building. And, well, I may have been wearing four-inch-gray-suede-heeled-ankle-boots. And I may have been walking very quickly. And it may have been snowing. Maybe.
And you know, when it snows, and you have a heavy bag full of STUFF slung over one shoulder, and you're stressed to the max about being late and you're not really watching where you're stepping and you glance over your shoulder to see what-is-that-bright-yellow-thing-on-that-tree-over-there? and you may seem just a little bit ADD because you're looking around at everything else instead of where you're walking and all the while your four-inch heels are clackclackclackclacking down the sidewalk toward the stairs and you're STILL looking around at everything except your path and you decide to take the slippery, snowy, ancient, bumpy stairs in front of the Maeser building TWO at a time because you deceive yourself into thinking you'll get inside faster and be less late than you thought you would and then you L E A P . . .
Well, when you do that...
this may happen...
After which, of course you immediately pick yourself up, grab the heavy bag full of stuff, sling it over your shoulder again, and scramble up the rest of the stairs, pretending like absolutely nothing happened.
Obviously.
Not that I am speaking from experience. This is purely hypothetical.
mmm...
There is just no way to regain the dignity lost from falling down the stairs. There is no graceful way to recover from that.
That's what I've heard from OTHER people who have lost said dignity, of course. I've never done this myself, of course. Of course.
Lisa
1. Roommates are not meant for surgery. Try to keep them in good enough health that they can stay out of the Emergency Room.
2. Papers are all well and good, but doing them the day they're due is not a practice I generally endorse. And today I remembered why.
3. Hats work wonders for messy hair. (Siblings--hats are good for Jesse Bear?) :)
4. Jason Mraz, Carla Bruni, and Corrine Bailey Rae are excellent musics to listen to when you're feeling springtimeish.
5. Task completion is the absolute best stress reliever ever. That could be because very few things stress me out that are
not obscenely long lists of tasks to complete...
6. Happiness is a choice.
7. Whatever It is, It is probably not as big a deal as you think.
8. Lovely weather makes
all the difference.
I'm excited for a lot of things today. :)
"Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place. But there is always a little corner that keeps flapping around." ~E.L. Konigsburg
Lisa
http://blog.holidays.net/index.php/2010/03/03/march-03-today-were-celebrating-what-if-cats-and-dogs-had-opposable-thumbs-day/
Apparently, today is "What if Cats and Dogs had Opposable Thumbs" Day. Who knew? All I can say is, I'm glad they don't.
What do you guys think of crazy weird "holidays" like these?
Lisa
Dear Stuffy Nose,
I respectfully request that you abstain from hindering my intellectual and physical progress any longer. You have already overstayed your contract (which I NEVER signed, by the way), and I insist that you allow me to attend to other more pressing matters in my life. I think this struggle has gone on quite long enough. Think of this as an order of eviction.
Cordially,
Your landlord(ette)
Dear Theraflu,
Please work? I know that Stuffy Nose is an inexorable guest, but please do your best to get rid of him.
Encouragingly,
Lisa's head (aka, the annoyed neighbor upstairs)
Dear Pile of Papers on my Desk,
I apologize for not giving you the attention I promised you a week ago. I really do plan to get to sorting you all out and assigning you your proper places. Stuffy Nose and Paper to Write have been more tenacious guests than I'd originally planned on. Meanwhile, if you felt like getting started on putting yourselves away, that would be fine with me.
Sincerely,
A Disorganized Student
Dear Robert Shaw and Samuel Barber,
Thank you for beautiful choral music that heals the soul. You still do more good than you know.
Gratefully,
That Tired One
Dear Dr. Siegfried's Midterm,
Even though you are disgustingly intimidating and a frightening monster to behold, and even though my research group does not wish to study together, and even though I am extremely fearful to attempt accomplishing you, I intend to rock your world. So just quit trying to scare me, because it's already worked, and now I'm going to throw my fear to the winds. Or something.
Unabashedly yours,
A Resolved Student That's Quivering in Her Sneakers
Dear Will,
I never
do this. But...Come home? I miss you terribly.
Yours,
Lisa
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