After an excess of dairy on Thursday night (brie cheese, buttered bread, and boxed mac & cheese) I’ve been down for the count. Thursday night h and I had a wonderful (but not filling) dinner, took tucker to the frisbee park, and came home craving the mac & cheese we had just bought at whole foods (for an un-resistible 5 for $5 deal). An hour later the effects of the lactose took hold in my body, and are just now leaving…
Friday morning I woke up, still feeling sick, but determined to go to my Athleta interview: showered, got dressed, and just as I was walking out the door another wave of nausea hit me. I called and cancelled the interview, and proceeded to sleep for the next four hours, not waking up until h returned home at 1:30pm. We spent the remainder of the day watching Queer As Folk (a bad TV show about gay men), eating bland food (unbuttered pasta), and reading. We were asleep by nine.
Saturday morning we were awake by 7:30am so that we could go with s and j to the farmers market downtown, which opened at 8 and was always packed by 9. h adventurously taste-tested everything (emphasis on everything): chicken liver cracker spread, nine different types of gouda, five different types of apples, a cinnamon bun, three cookies, an apricot scone, vinegar, and strawberries from every booth selling. I was less adventurous, only trying the granny smith apples before indulging and buying 2 pounds of them. Qe also bought kale (for 1$), two massive artichokes (3$ each), and homemade fresh corn tortillas for quesadillas for later in the week.
By the time we got home it was only 10am and we were famished, so like the first time, we prepared the artichokes and had them with lunch. s and j made strawberry shortcake, and after a nap, h and I tried them. in one word: amazing. The biscuits that j made were the moistest, most flavorful biscuits either of us had ever had. So we had two.
After showering, we declared it date night, and we explored Hawthorne and then Division-about 3 miles of walking- before deciding to try the thai food restaurant my cousins had recommended. It was very… authentic (we probably won’t go back). Then h got an ice-cream cone at Salt & Straw, and ate it while we walked around. having eaten dinner by 6pm, by 8pm we were hungry again. We stopped at another thai food restaurant and ordered a green curry to split before heading back home.
When we got home I realized I still had not heard back from Smith on whether or not my thesis proposal had been accepted/passed (I was supposed to hear on the 29th). So I emailed the head of the women studies department, who emailed be back within the hour “congratulations, the committee has passed your proposal”. I am officially going to be writing a thesis next year!
My summer is going to be one of great productivity:
writing for Pamelah at thewarmingtree.wordpress.com (25$ a post/ 1 time a week)
working at title 9 as a retail girl 20-30 hours a week ($10/hr)
my 20 hour a week internship with clementine (paid through praxis)
research for the kahn liberal arts institute (paid August 8th for the work i’ve done)
beginning my thesis reading and research; goal: to complete an annotated bibliography
This is all great news: a series of happy successes and hard work.
The only part of my summer that doesn’t feel like it is quite coming together (yet) is the friend piece. I begin work for Title 9 on june 10th (which is how long it will take for my paperwork to be approved), and I think that that will be a great space for me to make friends. I will also be attending weekly poetry readings for Clementine, which I am hoping will also be a space for me to make friends. My first event will be tonight: I will meet Clementine there at 5pm to go over the work I’ve done up to this point, and then the slam will begin at 6:30.
Until then, I am going to answer my unanswered emails, think about a new topic for my work with Pamelah, and hopefully get to page 200 in my book.