post the seventy-sixth

I have a lot of thoughts milling about in my head, but none of them are quite detailed enough to merit an entire blog post. I'm just going to go ahead and spill them all out in a big, non-linear mass. Enjoy.

I'm pretty sure the girl at work still hates me, but that's quite irrelevant now, because we don't work together anymore. Also, it seems like she hates other people just as much as me. She yelled at a guy during break for trying to read a headline of her newspaper over her shoulder. I was really pleased that I was able to snag a Dr. Pepper from her earlier that day, though. I don't even like Dr. Pepper - it just made me happy that I got it rather than her. No, that's not her picture in the previous post. I just found it off some psychology site defining anger.

Russian's turning out to be a lot harder than I'd thought, and as such, I'm finding myself losing a bit of motivation to learn it. I just have so many other things I want to do with my time. I'm trying, though. I appreciate everyone who's trying to keep me motivated. Katya, if you're reading this, rest assured that I'm still in. I've just been busy.

I just read Cat's Cradle, by Kurt Vonnegut. It started off really strange, but I really liked it by the end. It's a very clever book. If you haven't read it, I highly recommend it. Just give it some time. I know the beginning is weird. I'm now in the middle of Catch-22, and I think I'm going to read the new Simon Schama book next. I just need to have those done by the time Petra gets back into town so I can give her the Schama book back. Looks like I'm going to be a little busy.

Also, my garbage disposal finally got fixed. That's a good thing. I can now make actual food and not have to worry about where I can wash out the dishes. I'm excited.

Not least of all, I miss Petra, but I won't bore anyone else by writing a whole post about it. Also, she'd think I was out of my mind for writing so much about her.