halloween=officially old

So, the need for an afternoon nap and my disdain for drinking all night long...have led me to the conclusion that it wasn't just my 30th birthday that made me old...but the characteristics of my life.

i wake up early. i fall asleep while watching movies. i sunburn easily. i have allergies when the weather changes. my knees crack and pop when i'm walking. don't laugh. its not funny.

regardless...i realized though...here is what means i've officially crossed the threshold and can't return...

i'm not dressing up for halloween. i have always dressed up as SOMETHING, no matter how insignificant. Last year,i was a sailor. the year before, a cheerleader. this year, i thought about being the morton's salt girl. but i lack the time and energy to actually put together a costume.

i'm attending a couple of halloween parties...and i've got no costume. i am pretty sure the other adults won't be wearing costumes either.

i did buy pumpkins though. tim and i are going to carve them this weekend, while listening to my halloween mix from my last halloween party...then see nightmare before xmas in 3D (they are showing at the cinemas near our house.)

wait, i think saying cinemas makes me even older. but you know what, i like it.

something to cheer you up:
last week i was lecturing about drugs to my classes. a young lady who works for the police here did her presentation on drugs (imagine that)...and she said, "doing a joint is never okay"....

The Week of Wrongness

so there were a couple of wrongs....cards beat the mets. that was wrong. there was such momentum. it was game 7!! then endy chavez made that unbelievable catch. i got goosebumps watching it in slow motion. then beltran up...you think...this is it, this is it...and next thing you know, beltran doesn't swing...and the game is over. tony larussa and his shiny upper lip are going to the series. this was my second experience of coming to terms with the fact that bad guys often do in fact finish first.

what was my first learning of this? right here...jeffrey on project runway? are you fucking kidding me? (yes, i need the foul language...it was necessary). I think all the collections were subpar. jeffrey's was terrible looking. i hate him. he deserves to be destroyed. i think that because of his sucky attitude, he shouldn't have won. so yet again, nice guys don't finish first...its the jackasses who call you fat who have drug problems tha finish first. bugger off, jeffrey.




and i sound like a hostile person today, but i'm not really. i received my student evaluations back...and lets keep in mind that they had only known me for 3 weeks...i got glowing reviews...lots of the following, "ms. everhart is awesome!" i read all 30 comments to tim last night, just to remind myself of why i work for so little money.

then today, i had lunch with one of my colleagues at the college. we sat out on the porch at this restaurant which is facing the ocean. beautiful...and its particularly beautiful here this weekend. regardless, we had a good time. its always nice to make connections with other individuals. so get this...her boyfriend use to work at legends (the place where famous impersonators perform)...and her boyfriend played jake from the blues brothers (yes, belushi). apparently he use to tour in europe doing this too. i swear to it. awesome, huh? it just felt perfect for my life experience right now.

on my weekend agenda: see mandy, dan, and mia (and of course the bun in the oven); sit on the beach, put my feet in the sand and ocean; read more of swann's way by proust (yes, that's my next book choice); slow cook something; and beat tim's ass in dominoes (you heard me!)

i was asked to participate in the AIDS walk here. its tomorrow at 8am. why the hell does all political action take place so early in the morning? i mean, i care...but damn, 8am?

Glover for Governor

So...I'm official now. Pictured to the left, you will notice one of my SC plate choices. The other choice says, "smiling faces. beautiful places"...I wonder which one I picked?
(Its hypothetical, don't actually guess)

I've been unbelievably busy lately. Classes are going well...except yesterday I became overwhelmed and decided to call in sick. I slept the entire day...hmm, apparently I needed it.

Last weekend, Tim's parents came for a visit on Sunday. It was lovely. I always enjoy the time we spend with them. Tim's mom, Alice, may be hooking me up with a sewing machine which makes her even more cool.

Then yesterday, although sick and tired (literally), I received a long overdue mix cd in the mail from my good friend Charles. I've been anticipating this mix for about 10 months now...so the fact that it arrived made me actually wake up for a few spare moments and try to tear into it...well i tried...but i was weak and so tim helped me (why he was home? again, we are sick and tired!)

regardless...from first glance, the cd was awesome. tim has never met charles (or kim or henry or ruby for that matter) and so i pushed the track listing into his hands as a testament to just how cool charles is. i didn't get an opportunity to listen until today...and with the overcast cool weather, it was perfect. i can't wait to go for my walk tomorrow, so i can listen and interpret.

I did realize though just what great gifts mixes are...its amazing how someone can put together a combination of just these particular certain songs...and it works. it fits. and often, it mirrors your thoughts. it also serves to remind you. now, charles and i have not always had the opportunity to gab in person as much as we have from a distance...but there is something about history that connects you to certain people. you listen to the mix and realize that there were times in your life that serve as various moments when you were creating the musical motif of your life (not my idea, but kundera). you realize that there are these really really really awesome people out there...and you are glad you kept in touch, because there is just something they "get" about you.

not to mention its just awesome to get a mix cd in the mail.

wait, tomich....where's my next mix? lets give charles some competition!!!

oh yeah, i came up with a new idea tonight. what if i could be completely honest when grading an opinion paper. so i've decided to make rubber stamps, that instead of writing comments or statistics, i could just stamp this huge rubber stamp across the paper. the one i decided to make tonight will simply read in very large letters, "RACIST"...so instead of trying to "teach" my students why what they are saying is not true at all...we could just get to the point. i'm sure next week, i'll be making the following stamps: "SEXIST" and "HOMOPHOBIC"

Desperately Seeking Pavel

so...we use to call the bi-lo near our house...the russian bi-lo...primarily because 2/3rds of their employees were from russia. in particular, there was a bag-boy named pavel...and he isn't there anymore. i haven't seen him in about a month. i don't know where he is. did he return to russia since the season was over? did he find a better job? now when i go to the bi-lo, i feel "distressed" because pavel is not there...and i miss him.

oh, tim and i went to a couple of festivals this weekend. the greek festival was fun. crowded. the food was AWESOME. we decided to stop by the irish italian festival on saturday. yes, it was both. irish AND italian. it was fun to walk around, but there wasn't anything too terribly irish or italian about the festival...the food was chain food mostly...and the vendors were solid waste authority, the recreation center, the republicans...but it was still fun. there was a fella there singing frank sinatra. how can you resist that?

school has been going well. i picked up an additional class with the university. this means...for a grand total during Fall 2006...i'm teaching 8 classes. not that i'm asking for sympathy or empathy...but i just think all two of you that read this should realize that i'm doing double the regular load for a full time instructor. man, its going to be easy easy living when i get a full time job. what will i do with all that free time?

and i almost forgot...tim and i had a cook-out with an old college friend of mine who lives here in the area. I haven't seen Mandy and Dan in about 2-3 years. The last time I saw here was at her baby shower...which obviously (cause that's how it works) she had the baby...who is now a fantastic young lady. Mia is her name. She says "thats" for any word that she doesn't know. This became increasingly more hilarious as the night and the bud lights passed. It was good times. Good times. I missed Mandy. We caught up...and honestly, it was nice to have someone to conversate with who wasn't there because they were paying and i was being paid (and no, i'm not a prostitute...though, i'm sure one could argue that teaching could be eerily close to that...ha!)

so...tonight. project runway. by the way...read the latest news on jeffrey. he is a liar. a cheater. and he said some bad things about journalists. regardless, PR is using this to their advantage by not telling us what their investigation found out about Jeffrey until the finale! what i'm happiest about? Malan. I love him. I love his laugh. and I hate his mean mom for not allowing him to realize his full potential.

oh yeah, i realized this week...that teaching. though i might sleep well at night...it will never pay my outrageous credit card bills. and for some reason, the credit card companies keep giving me more cards. hopefully, banana republic and victoria secret start selling gas, food, and beer.

Currently Listening to: NLDS Game 1: Dodgers and Mets...awww, Betemit...I've missed him. 25 pitch inning in the 2nd? whew. post-season games. fun fun fun.