Is Cold, But I Like Where I'm Living -
Aug. 31st, 2002 10:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
venetianarchiveUneventful times - I had my second procedure, which knocked me out as usual, I spent the better part of that day in sleep and strange dreams, including one which was quite affecting emotionally. I sometimes wonder if my dreams are where I release all of the emotional energy that surpress in my waking life. However, I remained awake long enough to go to the bank, buy a basket for Dickens Faire, and get measured for a corset, which will be a longline Edwardian style in burgundy and gold. This was all good - the bad part was that my waist measurement apparently now just falls over into the category which requires additional charges, so I need to lose about an inch off my waist prior to any future purchases. (The one being made now will have some flexibility - I wonder, if I can lose the inch before my mock-up fitting, if they will give me my money back?)
Friday and Saturday have been uneventful - I work, eat, sleep, and grade - I've been trying to get ahead in my grading by about a box or so, which would mean that I could turn in two on Tuesday, rather than one on Tuesday and one on Thursday. Room service dinner and breakfast let me stay in my room to do this, and I took a short break for Law & Order, which has become my down time television of choice, since 1) It's episodic, so I don't get too attached to the characters and 2) It's been on so long that an episode is playing somewhere on cable at almost any time of day or night.
I've decided that I like hotel living - far from finding it impersonal, I find it reassuring and deeply convenient - food appears when I ask for it, beds make themselves and bathrooms are cleaned while I am away. I come back, eat, sleep, grade, and go out to work again. If I could live this way indefinitely, I wouldn't complain.
Tonight, the treat was a San Jose Repertory Theater performance of "The Drawer Boy," which was well acted and amusing, even a little moving. I've decided I want to see the next play they're doing "The Wind Cries Mary" (although, as it's not due to start until October, I'm hoping that I won't still be in trial then.) It also reminded me that I want to see much of the ACT Season, although I'm still not sure whether to buy a young professionals group season, or continue as a volunteer usher. And all this reminded me generally of the larger world out there that I'm neglecting - dance, and fighting class, even the gym. Someday, when the trial ends, I have a life to continue. . .
Friday and Saturday have been uneventful - I work, eat, sleep, and grade - I've been trying to get ahead in my grading by about a box or so, which would mean that I could turn in two on Tuesday, rather than one on Tuesday and one on Thursday. Room service dinner and breakfast let me stay in my room to do this, and I took a short break for Law & Order, which has become my down time television of choice, since 1) It's episodic, so I don't get too attached to the characters and 2) It's been on so long that an episode is playing somewhere on cable at almost any time of day or night.
I've decided that I like hotel living - far from finding it impersonal, I find it reassuring and deeply convenient - food appears when I ask for it, beds make themselves and bathrooms are cleaned while I am away. I come back, eat, sleep, grade, and go out to work again. If I could live this way indefinitely, I wouldn't complain.
Tonight, the treat was a San Jose Repertory Theater performance of "The Drawer Boy," which was well acted and amusing, even a little moving. I've decided I want to see the next play they're doing "The Wind Cries Mary" (although, as it's not due to start until October, I'm hoping that I won't still be in trial then.) It also reminded me that I want to see much of the ACT Season, although I'm still not sure whether to buy a young professionals group season, or continue as a volunteer usher. And all this reminded me generally of the larger world out there that I'm neglecting - dance, and fighting class, even the gym. Someday, when the trial ends, I have a life to continue. . .
