That Time of Semester

Yep. I've definitely become the human weather vane. Today was soggy.

I somehow spent the entire day in conversation. I ran into Dr. Kenyon and (fellow anthroite) Austin on the stairs of Jordan, and we contented ourselves to stand there and discuss class matters and summer plans for about half an hour. Dr. Edwards joined us briefly to complain about some difficulties she'd had submitting an abstract.

Later that day I talked to the man who's in charge of the dig I'm going to be working on this summer. To be honest, he was a little short with me, but it was a week day, and he may well have had someplace to be.

Then there was a chat with Dr. Swanson about the incomplete I have to finish up for him. He was very agreeable, and I, very relieved.

A short visit to Dr. Kenyon turned into a thirty minute chinwag. Or was it fifty minutes? I have no idea. I left thinking about my study abroad plans (to Japan, for the uninitiated) and the process of getting internship credit for my summer work.

Most of work was spent talking to my boss. My co-worker, Jenn D., the boss-person, and I took half an hour of clock time to peruse Engrish.com. This sign was by far my favorite.

After work, my sister called. She talked at me for about an hour. She's gotten a job and is rocking the socks off her college experience. Also her yoga skills have become, as I understand it, very impressive. (She described the positions she could now put her legs with intricate detail and great ferver.)

Then I conversed with Lesley about various things for around twenty minutes. (I didn't realize we talked for so long. I suspect I might have kept her.)

I then sent about four emails, had two IM conversations, and sent two facebook messages. Most of these were related to event-organizing. I'm putting together Gay 101: Religion. I contacted a Rabbi, a catholic priest, a baptist minister, and an on-campus counselor to see if they wanted to be panel members.

I called Jenna with a short question, and we talked for an hour. She about the dinner she'd just had with her folks. I about how much talking I'd been doing.

She told me I should be grateful for the network of support I have -- it's certainly not something she had in her rough times. And she's right, of course. In any case, today was an impressive day for a girl who through much of junior high and high school was much more interested in her own thoughts and silence than the company of others.

I have what I've always wanted: to be surrounded by enlightening and caring individuals. But golly, are they exhausting! And yet, I hope to have the pleasure of talking to some of them more often.