twenty-one

I just dropped one of my classes leaving me at 10 units this semester. I'm disgusted with myself.

And even the kids in New York are more fashionable than I am.

twenty

I've been spending most of my time with school or work and when I'm not busy with those I'm usually in bed reading or out with one of my two favorite people. School is more enjoyable now that I've become comfortable enough to give my opinions, ask questions and make new acquaintances. Work is interesting. I feel like I'm not doing enough because it's unusually relaxed and I can't get use to that. Not that I'm complaining. I am content to spend the majority of each hour reading Flaunt.

Time to prepare for work... by prepare I of course mean: pack a bag full of magazines, fill my water bottle, get dressed and head out. And for today, I will be taking my over sized cardboard Valentine's Day card that the wife dropped off. I love it!

nineteen

Work was good. I have a feeling work will almost always be good. I'm thrilled.

eighteen

I was allowed to skip jury duty! I also spent a great deal of time in the photo lab. It's the closest I've come to feeling at home. I'm unbelievably comfortable there.

Richie brought me the chocolate, peanut butter something or other chex mix he had promised me. I am forever indebted. It's delicious.

I was actually about to leave for the day when one of the lab techs made me feel guilty for putting off spotting and I decided to stay. I spent around two hours working on my prints and finished three of them. I'm surprised to say that I actually enjoyed working on them. Max Richter as background music was so soothing!

It's sort of astonishing what such a tiny sense of accomplishment does and how rarely I feel it. I get things done all the time but I don't always feel like this. I was and am extremely cheerful. It was nice to walk to my car silently giggling to myself and not giving a shit how crazy I appeared to people passing by.