The Past 24 Hours
Oct. 26th, 2002 12:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldWell. Things have been complicated.
I spent yesterday afternoon at UPEI. I typed up me class notes and document/chapter summaries in the computer lounge, which brings me entirely up to speed, there. I spent almost my entire afternoon in Main Building, in fact, though I did leave to go to the Robertson Library to pick up some books for a British history project, on cholera.
I had a nice chat with Erin in the English Lounge, about my shyness and ways to overcome that. I'm making progress, which is nice, but sometimes I feel like my efforts are blunted, somehow, not incisive enough. That might well just be my complete inexperience with this, though.
While I was walking on the fourth floor, I passed by the Sociology-Anthropology Lounge to see two people--Erin and Heather--who I knew from previous classes decorating the lounge. It seems that there was going to be a potluck supper though. I stayed for a half-hour or so, chatting happily with them. I ended up getting invited to the dinner, and I accepted the invitation.
Before I left, I outed myself to Andrew MacPhee. I did that only because he'd seen Erin's livejournal, and I thought (perhaps incorrectly?) that it would only be a matter of time before I went to her LJ's Friends page and see mine. I'm honestly unsure how he took it, though I think he took it well enough; when I said that it was painless, Andrew said that he hoped so. ::sigh:: Well, it really was painless on my part.
The potluck dinner went good. I had some wine--including some excellent cheap Chilean red wine--and enjoyed the food, including fish-less sushi brought by a Japanese study and Dr. Dasgupta's wife's chicken/rice dish. (I don't think it's a curry, but then again I've never eaten any.) I got to meet some of the newer professors, and some more of the students, and I had a good time generally. They all seemed to like me, to be impressed by my fairly wide body of knowledge. Which is nice; I like feeling wanted.
And then, I came home. I watched Buffy. I was going to work out on the exercise bike as I watched, but I was too tired, gorged from the potluck and tired from my morning exercise to do that. (I really am getting endorphins from it, and it feels good to be so active.) I went to bed at 11 PM, and woke up the next morning at 9 AM, went to work, and here I am.
I spent yesterday afternoon at UPEI. I typed up me class notes and document/chapter summaries in the computer lounge, which brings me entirely up to speed, there. I spent almost my entire afternoon in Main Building, in fact, though I did leave to go to the Robertson Library to pick up some books for a British history project, on cholera.
I had a nice chat with Erin in the English Lounge, about my shyness and ways to overcome that. I'm making progress, which is nice, but sometimes I feel like my efforts are blunted, somehow, not incisive enough. That might well just be my complete inexperience with this, though.
While I was walking on the fourth floor, I passed by the Sociology-Anthropology Lounge to see two people--Erin and Heather--who I knew from previous classes decorating the lounge. It seems that there was going to be a potluck supper though. I stayed for a half-hour or so, chatting happily with them. I ended up getting invited to the dinner, and I accepted the invitation.
Before I left, I outed myself to Andrew MacPhee. I did that only because he'd seen Erin's livejournal, and I thought (perhaps incorrectly?) that it would only be a matter of time before I went to her LJ's Friends page and see mine. I'm honestly unsure how he took it, though I think he took it well enough; when I said that it was painless, Andrew said that he hoped so. ::sigh:: Well, it really was painless on my part.
The potluck dinner went good. I had some wine--including some excellent cheap Chilean red wine--and enjoyed the food, including fish-less sushi brought by a Japanese study and Dr. Dasgupta's wife's chicken/rice dish. (I don't think it's a curry, but then again I've never eaten any.) I got to meet some of the newer professors, and some more of the students, and I had a good time generally. They all seemed to like me, to be impressed by my fairly wide body of knowledge. Which is nice; I like feeling wanted.
And then, I came home. I watched Buffy. I was going to work out on the exercise bike as I watched, but I was too tired, gorged from the potluck and tired from my morning exercise to do that. (I really am getting endorphins from it, and it feels good to be so active.) I went to bed at 11 PM, and woke up the next morning at 9 AM, went to work, and here I am.
