Thoughts on Monday:

(A Smattering)

What?? 6:45 already? I need to get up. Do I need to get up? I don't need to shower.
....Yes I do need to shower. MEEHHHHHHH.

Still haven't done laundry. Crap. What is left. My blue turtle-neck sweater. How to do hair. Curly.

Ack, curly is so bad. How to fix the bad curliness. Put it up.

Turtle-neck sweater plus curly hair up equals prudish lady from 1883. Complete then with glasses. Perfect 1883. Should carry embroidery and/or needlepoint.

There is not enough coffee in the world.

Adam turned in his essaaaaaaay!!!! ...And it's awful, but he TURNED IT IN!!!! He even typed it!!!

Heather turned in her essay!!!! And she didn't write a conclusion, but the rest is really good, and she took my suggestion for an introductory hook! GOOO HEATHER!!!

What is wrong with Heather...? What is wrong with Leslie...? Are they high??

I wish Beau was still here. Yay Beau. Yay yay Beau.

In dance class, in front of the full length mirrors: SO look like I'm from 1883.

Remember to remember bank. Stop at bank. Be productive. Stop at bank. ...What?? It's Columbus Day? Since when?? And-- why didn't we get school off??

Skype with Beau. How do I look on computer screen. Greta. Don't be vain or stupid. But adjust the angle anyway.

Monday's deep thought: We will all be healthier, less grumpy people if we don't look for validation or fulfillment from each other. Got to get from God. GOT to GET from GOD. Then can be happy and helpful with others/friends/very nice boyfriend.

What a change: this weekend, Greta= glamourous queen with romantic spontaneous boyfriend who surprises her with a visit up from California... who goes walking with him in the rain... who pulls over on the side of the road to look at glorious sunsets... who gets kisses. Tonight: Greta= sweats-clad grad student... who eats cereal, toast, avocado, and leftover potato salad by herself for dinner... while listening to her professor give a lecture on podcast.

Weekend Greta is cooler than Monday Greta.

IT IS COLD IN THIS HOUSE. Rain sounds make house even colder.

Homework. Uck. Ucky ness. Blog instead. What about. I am smattering today. I am a scattering smattering flattering wattle.

Time to get back to work.