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Today I slept strangely late. I Never sleep that late unless I'm ridiculously overtired (aka after dance camp or other similarly heavily sleepless period of time) or sick. But well, it happened. I wasn't terribly tired, either. I've just been keeping strange hours lately. I meant to get on a better schedule starting tonight- but as I'm still up, that clearly didn't happen. Oh well, I'm getting up at a reasonable time tomorrow, so maybe that'll get me to bed at a better time...
In any case, I went over to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sharonaf's apartment this afternoon, and had lunch with her- kasha, which I don't have all that often, and as it turns out, she usually makes it without the egg, so it was new for her. ANd my first time without having instructions in front of me or a parent around. SO we ate that, and frozen peas, which are almost as good as frozen corn. I like plain peas hot too, but there's something quite nice about frozen vegetables. They remind me of a Very strange Malaysian dessert I had once- shaved ice with some sort of syrup, and tapioca pearls, and corn, and I forget what else... A very different approach to dessert. WHen I left, she lent me her spare toaster oven for the rest of the week, and gave me some toaster cakes. I lent her my can opener (the one she had belonged to her now moved-out apartmentmate), and gave her a can of peas... It was sort of odd and amusing. We talked about clothing for up coming weddings, etc- good fun.
And while there, I got a call from Mom, saying the people from teh internship in Mississippi had called home for me. So I called them back, and set a time to talk. It came and went- no call. I figured maybe they'd misheard me when I said "my 5:30, your 4:30) and waited the extra hour- no luck. So I called them. In the long run, it turned out that it had been a combination of phone line trouble, a pre-programmed phone number (he'd put in, somehow, teh one for home), and that my resume somehow had gone out with the wrong phone number by one digit- embarassing, to say the least. But eventually it worked out, the interview went pretty well, and he asked me to send my references. If they check out, he says I should have the position. So- as of now, we're presuming that I'll be in Mississippi for teh summer. This is exciting- the internship sounds Really interesting and useful, and scary- I won't know anyone Anywhere nearby at all. If nothing else, I'll be doing a lot of phone calling and writing. I do hope it won't be too lonely though- loneliness is like a bad flashback to my earlier childhood. (On the other hand, I dealt with it then, I can again- but that's not to say that I liked it.) But now I'm just angst-ing. Which means it's likely time for me to sleep.
That said, I wish I knew exactly what my plans were for tomorrow after the Graduation/Commencement rehearsal/meeting... You know who you are- let me know.
In any case, I went over to
sharonaf's apartment this afternoon, and had lunch with her- kasha, which I don't have all that often, and as it turns out, she usually makes it without the egg, so it was new for her. ANd my first time without having instructions in front of me or a parent around. SO we ate that, and frozen peas, which are almost as good as frozen corn. I like plain peas hot too, but there's something quite nice about frozen vegetables. They remind me of a Very strange Malaysian dessert I had once- shaved ice with some sort of syrup, and tapioca pearls, and corn, and I forget what else... A very different approach to dessert. WHen I left, she lent me her spare toaster oven for the rest of the week, and gave me some toaster cakes. I lent her my can opener (the one she had belonged to her now moved-out apartmentmate), and gave her a can of peas... It was sort of odd and amusing. We talked about clothing for up coming weddings, etc- good fun. And while there, I got a call from Mom, saying the people from teh internship in Mississippi had called home for me. So I called them back, and set a time to talk. It came and went- no call. I figured maybe they'd misheard me when I said "my 5:30, your 4:30) and waited the extra hour- no luck. So I called them. In the long run, it turned out that it had been a combination of phone line trouble, a pre-programmed phone number (he'd put in, somehow, teh one for home), and that my resume somehow had gone out with the wrong phone number by one digit- embarassing, to say the least. But eventually it worked out, the interview went pretty well, and he asked me to send my references. If they check out, he says I should have the position. So- as of now, we're presuming that I'll be in Mississippi for teh summer. This is exciting- the internship sounds Really interesting and useful, and scary- I won't know anyone Anywhere nearby at all. If nothing else, I'll be doing a lot of phone calling and writing. I do hope it won't be too lonely though- loneliness is like a bad flashback to my earlier childhood. (On the other hand, I dealt with it then, I can again- but that's not to say that I liked it.) But now I'm just angst-ing. Which means it's likely time for me to sleep.
That said, I wish I knew exactly what my plans were for tomorrow after the Graduation/Commencement rehearsal/meeting... You know who you are- let me know.