I sometimes wonder why I feel so crummy about things I can't control. I guess that's pretty much it in a nutshell; I can't do anything about them, so I stew instead. I mean, I'm the girl who almost had to leave class to throw up when John Kerry conceded the election to the current commander-in-thief. So today's fresh hell is that I may only have two credit hours next term. It'll be Torts, so it'll be fun, but damn! One hour, two times a week, when it takes me almost that long to commute here is not my idea of a great time! *grrr* Oh well, at least I am friends with the head of the paralegal program here, so I get nice updates regularly on how to best satisfy my legal aspirations.
Things are looking up personally, though. I have a lunch date this Saturday with a sweet mensch of a Jewish guy I met from an ad I posted to a singles' site. He digs Rush, he's a raving liberal, he works with the state legislature....what's not to love?! But he shares the same first name as my son. Could be a dealbreaker, should we ever get to the super-nekkid-fun stage. Guess we'll find out more about each other this weekend. And he's gonna call me tonight! Whee! I have to admit that this dating thing can be muy interesante.
And then of course there's Michael. Always there is Michael. What do I say about somebody I have known for going on 10 years? He helped me keep my sanity through a really icky marriage, loves Rush just as much as I do, and thinks my kid is really great. But this is no Jerry Maguire, sports fans. He's mostly unemployed, enamoured of some pretty screwy spiritual and pseudo-scienctific ideas (I think), and anal retentive to the nth degree! And I love him. And he loves me. And he told me that he's still in love with me...oy! Where did I sign up for this life, and how can I get a refund?
I guess I've fallen victim to the ancient Chinese curse: "May you live in interesting times." The politics these days are abysmal, I'm poor and struggling, I'm trying to juggle two guys and my kid and my two little girl mousies, and school isn't quite what I pictured it to be yet. But it's also almost spring, this morning's pea-soup fog has burnt off, I have a PDA that keeps my life and plays my favorite MP3s, I've just about made up my mind what cell service I want to change to, and I'm losing weight. I even have a brand new bicycle that is just begging to be ridden on my days off this weekend! So maybe life isn't so damn bad after all.
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