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Class today was great. I'm getting good feelings abotu both these classes, although both will be good, solid work. But the Ritual class is still very small, which I'll enjoy.
Outside of that, this evening I dinnered with Orin (you can say lunched, so why does dinnered sound stupid? I don't think it's a verb. Whereas in Arabic, the verbs made from the same roots as the nouns for morning, afternoon and evening all mean "to become". Strange.), ran an errand or two, and helped
Outside of that, this evening I dinnered with Orin (you can say lunched, so why does dinnered sound stupid? I don't think it's a verb. Whereas in Arabic, the verbs made from the same roots as the nouns for morning, afternoon and evening all mean "to become". Strange.), ran an errand or two, and helped
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Class today was great. I'm getting good feelings abotu both these classes, although both will be good, solid work. But the Ritual class is still very small, which I'll enjoy.
Outside of that, this evening I dinnered with Orin (you can say lunched, so why does dinnered sound stupid? I don't think it's a verb. Whereas in Arabic, the verbs made from the same roots as the nouns for morning, afternoon and evening all mean "to become". Strange.), ran an errand or two, and helped <ljuser="shorr"> move his stuff. THere was a huge (by my standards) crowd there to help, which we couldn't all at once, but the job did pretty much get done. There's nothing that temporarily boosts my feelings of usefulness than being useful like that.
Of course, in everyone splintering to return to our rooms (or Orin's room, but I know my limits), and everyone seemed to peel off in pairs, except me, of course. I'd been promised a walk back to my room (the whole pair thing was getting to me- darn, I need a thicker hide right now), and so Daniel and Tova walked me back, which I felt kind of guilty about, what with the cold, and them going back to Arnon's to grab something and then to Orin's. I should have just sent them back. Oh well, what's done is done. At least I lent out a scarf, so I felt like it was at least semi-constructive, hauling them all the way over here. Well, I can pretend to myself, at least. I don't know why I'm finding this all so lonely- people have been asking me to have dinner with them, people in general have been really friendly. (I've also been getting a lot of peoples' problems, but that's another story.) So why the heck don't I feel like part of anything so often? This is ridiculous.
Outside of that, this evening I dinnered with Orin (you can say lunched, so why does dinnered sound stupid? I don't think it's a verb. Whereas in Arabic, the verbs made from the same roots as the nouns for morning, afternoon and evening all mean "to become". Strange.), ran an errand or two, and helped <ljuser="shorr"> move his stuff. THere was a huge (by my standards) crowd there to help, which we couldn't all at once, but the job did pretty much get done. There's nothing that temporarily boosts my feelings of usefulness than being useful like that.
Of course, in everyone splintering to return to our rooms (or Orin's room, but I know my limits), and everyone seemed to peel off in pairs, except me, of course. I'd been promised a walk back to my room (the whole pair thing was getting to me- darn, I need a thicker hide right now), and so Daniel and Tova walked me back, which I felt kind of guilty about, what with the cold, and them going back to Arnon's to grab something and then to Orin's. I should have just sent them back. Oh well, what's done is done. At least I lent out a scarf, so I felt like it was at least semi-constructive, hauling them all the way over here. Well, I can pretend to myself, at least. I don't know why I'm finding this all so lonely- people have been asking me to have dinner with them, people in general have been really friendly. (I've also been getting a lot of peoples' problems, but that's another story.) So why the heck don't I feel like part of anything so often? This is ridiculous.