The Sleepy Musings

A decent sized update to my photo gallery. Justsome random stuff, including these guys which I've coined my "vodka" dragons--each is named after a type of vodka. The smallest one, Blavod, I thought was very clever--his scales are black and Blavod is a black vodka (according to the website anyway). They're Windstone Editions created by M. Pena--she's very well known for her work in animal anatomy and three demensional mythical art. Of course her dragons are my favs. I want all of them--which is too bad really cause they're not cheap and I think there are about thirty of them. Ah well, someday.

Tomorrow I'll be heading out to house-sit for the pharmacist tech I work with. I think it'll be pretty enjoyable actually--a great reprieve before the insanity of week-before-spring break. And money. Heck yes money.

I have some dreadful news. Brute van Mansteak has passed on to fishy heaven. I'm oddly sad about this. I'm not gonna lie--he was just a goldfish. But I really really liked him. He was very pretty, and always so alive. He actually hadn't died before I flushed him. He just couldn't swim or do anything except lay there on the rocky bottom and breathe slowly... and after a while I decided that perhaps a quick death would be more merciful than a slow starvation. Even so, I feel responsible for this. Perhaps he would've lived for a much longer time had I just transfered him to his old aquarium after last week's episode--but it can't be undone. Ah well... that's nature for you.

I'm very happy that tomorrow is Friday. It feels like it's been forever since I've slept in past seven and the days are always packed. I get up, go to work for four or five hours, go to class for four or five hours, come home and do homework until around nine or ten, then go to bed. Even weekends fly by. Luckily, I still find myself enjoying my time. School is even more challanging than ever and it's tough to juggle the job along with it--but at the end of the day I feel good about myself. Somehow I always find time to squeeze in a movie with Mike, or lunch with a friend. Occasionally I'm amazed at my own ability to prioritize. At this stage of the game college is about getting through the day and living up the moments--I'm glad I've learned to accomplish both.

Thank goodness for Mike. It seems silly, but we rarely get opportunities, even living together, to actually relax and do anything (at least during the week). But everyday when I come home he greets me with the same smile and hug, and I'm so happy for his support. The two of us have a long and winding road ahead, and I used to be afraid of the bumps we'd come across. The truth is, out of everything that's ever touched me, he's the most permanent force in my life, perhaps aside from my family. He's like my cruise control when I'm too tired to push the gas pedal anymore. And sometimes I need that.

I had lunch with Shruti today. Since we don't have class together anymore, it's hard to find time between school, homework, my job, and her lab work to find time to hang out--but apparently we're both free on Thursdays around lunchtime . And Mike loved his CD. :)