Productive weekend
Jan. 8th, 2006 08:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zoetheA week before classes start, and I spent the entire day doing homework. And on the first day I walk into classrooms, I will be at least a week behind on assignments.
How can this be, you wonder? Simple: my first week of classes will be spent in Israel, a seminar class supported by a Fullbright scholarship that the professor has, so it is only costing me tuition.
I leave on Thursday. I'm very excited.
The topic of the seminar is "Bioethics and End-of-Life Issues," so I've spent the entire day reading about death. Except for the break I took for my workout on the now-repaired NordicTrack.
Where I finished reading "The Pagan Book of Living and Dying" by Starhawk.
There may be a little too much theme going on here.
I'm staggeringly behind on reading my flist as it is. By the time I get back from Israel, I shudder to think....
We did get out briefly. I wanted to get a new pair of athletic shoes. I bought my current shoes - Brooks Andrenaline GTS - a year ago and I have loved them more than any pair of shoes I have ever owned, but after a year and 2000+ miles of activity, they are not as supportive as they used to be. I walked into the local athletic store and announced that I wanted the exact same shoe. The guy went into the back and came out with a box. "They've changed the color...." he said. I could hear him wincing.
I opened the box and literally gasped. Whereas my current shoes are white mesh with a dusky blue trim, this year's version replaces the dusky blue with orange. Metallic, orange that you can't even call copper. "Oh my GAWD, that's an ugly shoe!" I cried.
I stood there looking at it. It was hideous. Then I tried it on. It was wonderful on my feet.
I hate orange. I bought the shoe anyway. That's how much I love this shoe.
As I said to Ferrett as the clerk was ringing it up: "They'll last forever! I won't be tempted to wear my exercise shoes when I'm just going to friends or to the mall!"
'Cuz, dude. These are some fugly shoes....
How can this be, you wonder? Simple: my first week of classes will be spent in Israel, a seminar class supported by a Fullbright scholarship that the professor has, so it is only costing me tuition.
I leave on Thursday. I'm very excited.
The topic of the seminar is "Bioethics and End-of-Life Issues," so I've spent the entire day reading about death. Except for the break I took for my workout on the now-repaired NordicTrack.
Where I finished reading "The Pagan Book of Living and Dying" by Starhawk.
There may be a little too much theme going on here.
I'm staggeringly behind on reading my flist as it is. By the time I get back from Israel, I shudder to think....
We did get out briefly. I wanted to get a new pair of athletic shoes. I bought my current shoes - Brooks Andrenaline GTS - a year ago and I have loved them more than any pair of shoes I have ever owned, but after a year and 2000+ miles of activity, they are not as supportive as they used to be. I walked into the local athletic store and announced that I wanted the exact same shoe. The guy went into the back and came out with a box. "They've changed the color...." he said. I could hear him wincing.
I opened the box and literally gasped. Whereas my current shoes are white mesh with a dusky blue trim, this year's version replaces the dusky blue with orange. Metallic, orange that you can't even call copper. "Oh my GAWD, that's an ugly shoe!" I cried.
I stood there looking at it. It was hideous. Then I tried it on. It was wonderful on my feet.
I hate orange. I bought the shoe anyway. That's how much I love this shoe.
As I said to Ferrett as the clerk was ringing it up: "They'll last forever! I won't be tempted to wear my exercise shoes when I'm just going to friends or to the mall!"
'Cuz, dude. These are some fugly shoes....
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on 2006-01-09 01:50 pm (UTC)Yeah, we will definitely have to get together when I return. Coffee of a Sunday morning or summat.