Today was one of those days that when I think about my morning activities if feels as if it all of those things happened yesterday. LONG DAY! I'm tired, it's only 9pm and I'm tired and my dogs are barkin'. Life can be a cruel, cruel mistress.
I'm thinking of getting a French Press. What do we think of that? I like a strong cup of coffee, and the strongest cup of coffee I've ever had was produced by a French Press.
Had a meeting with the nursing department, it wasn't great. I don't want to jump to any conclusions, but it felt extremely discouraging and then my advisor had the nerve to hand me a free tote bag...In my head I heard, "Yeah I know we are setting your entire future back and making you feel like shit, but here is a free, ugly tote bag to distract you from the sounds of your hopes and dreams shattering on the ground." ...And then one of the straps broke and the damn thing fell in a huge puddle, it's just as well, laying in the puddle, with my hopes and dreams. We'll see what happens.
What else? Did I mention the French Press? Yeah, I did.
Death Cab this weekend. A friend visiting the weekend after that. And then....BOB DYLAN. Just to warn you, my blog will become a slight "ODE" to the Bobby as the day approaches, I can't help it, I'm really excited.
2 comments:
lose not heart fellow traveler.
and remember what the good book sayeth.
"Behold I make all tote bags new" (NJTV)
Um, can I give a word of advice?
BUY A FRENCH PRESS NOW (they are currently on sale at starbucks).
it will change your life.
I drink it every single morning. its glorious.
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