A Jangle of Nerves
Jul. 1st, 2005 03:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fredericksIn the mail came my revised financial aid statement from Pace, the statement whose reception I've been dreading for roughly a month. I opened the envelope and found...that it was the same thing that I got last time. Oh, but they did manage to add an extra $75 dollars, which I received from TAP. Surreal. I'm pretty sure it's still incorrect, but I have an almost Pavlovian fear of the black pen of the FinAid people. It would be great if I got the same amount of money that I see here, but when's the last time things worked out the way I wanted them to? The good/bad news is that I have to wait until Tuesday to see them. I'm not sure if I my stomach can take much more of this.
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Today's baseball night. For the first time in years we're heading to a Mets game. And on Fireworks Night, no less. Tickets costing what they do, mom could only secure nosebleed seats for us, meaning we'll have a grand old time dodging and weaving the rockets as they go up. I do love sitting in the way ups, though. You can do a hell of a lot more goofing around up there, I think. God. It's been so long since either of the New York teams caught my eye, I don't even know what the starting line up is. I guess I should remedy that.
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My youngest brothers are at the age where they want to socialize all the time. Of course, for their generation, most of this socialization occurs via the internet and the telephone. The two of them, at this very moment, are vying over who should be on the phone. As far as I can tell both of them have been on it for an ungodly amount of time for the day. It'd be amusing if I didn't hear every ten minutes "Get off the phone, dumbass! I got off for you!" "Shut up!", etc etc etc.
What the hell, it's amusing because of that.
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On the book front, I finished both Lost Souls and Drawing Blood. I liked them, but Drawing Blood was more random with the secondary characters. Brite's calling card, I guess, is setting threads in motion and weaving them together slowly until the climax of the work. Blood had weaker threads and the storyline involving one of the main characters proved a distraction. But otherwise, good times. Next is Brite's Wormwood (not a continuation of either the Ghost/Steve or the Trevor/Zach stories, unfortunately) and Sarah Schulman's Rat Bohemia, an excerpt of which I read in my Gay Lit. class and that has managed to stick with me.
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I've spent the day so far cleaning up dog upchuck and poop, de-shelling and seasoning shrimp, cleaning the kitchen, and watching NewsRadio. Fun. Well, that last part was fun. The first thing? not so much.
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Today's baseball night. For the first time in years we're heading to a Mets game. And on Fireworks Night, no less. Tickets costing what they do, mom could only secure nosebleed seats for us, meaning we'll have a grand old time dodging and weaving the rockets as they go up. I do love sitting in the way ups, though. You can do a hell of a lot more goofing around up there, I think. God. It's been so long since either of the New York teams caught my eye, I don't even know what the starting line up is. I guess I should remedy that.
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My youngest brothers are at the age where they want to socialize all the time. Of course, for their generation, most of this socialization occurs via the internet and the telephone. The two of them, at this very moment, are vying over who should be on the phone. As far as I can tell both of them have been on it for an ungodly amount of time for the day. It'd be amusing if I didn't hear every ten minutes "Get off the phone, dumbass! I got off for you!" "Shut up!", etc etc etc.
What the hell, it's amusing because of that.
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On the book front, I finished both Lost Souls and Drawing Blood. I liked them, but Drawing Blood was more random with the secondary characters. Brite's calling card, I guess, is setting threads in motion and weaving them together slowly until the climax of the work. Blood had weaker threads and the storyline involving one of the main characters proved a distraction. But otherwise, good times. Next is Brite's Wormwood (not a continuation of either the Ghost/Steve or the Trevor/Zach stories, unfortunately) and Sarah Schulman's Rat Bohemia, an excerpt of which I read in my Gay Lit. class and that has managed to stick with me.
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I've spent the day so far cleaning up dog upchuck and poop, de-shelling and seasoning shrimp, cleaning the kitchen, and watching NewsRadio. Fun. Well, that last part was fun. The first thing? not so much.
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Date: 2005-07-01 09:24 pm (UTC)Ooh, a Mets game...I've never been to one. I've been to tons of Yankees games, but never a Mets one. My daddy used to take us (me, my mom, himself and my little brother) to games all the time, way back in the day when Mattingly was the first baseman. Good times. Last time I went to a game was '97, where I got to see Derek Jeter in action. I was happy. He was cute, and I had a tiny little thing for him.
I may definitely have to check out those books. I feel at a real loss when it comes to reading these days. I was an avid bookworm. Don't know what happened. The passion is still there, but I've just been lazy.
Hee, your little brothers must be amusing.
Household chores? Ack.
Sorry for the gi-normous comment. *goes back into hiding now*
*has one more gigglefest at icon*
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Date: 2005-07-02 05:22 am (UTC)You know, I've never seen Jeter play live. Never seen any of the newer Yankee lineup play. I've been to one Yankee game, back when I was in grade school. This was when they were slumping and sort of sucked big-time. We ended up leaving at the top of the ninth because they were losing by something like 5 runs...of course, they came back to win. We heard it on the radio as we were driving down the Cross Bronx.
I think you'll like the Brite works. Have you read any Anne Rice? She's like her, only thing LOADS less pretentious. They both seem to obsess over New Orleans.
And you're comment wasn't ginormous. It was lovely and cute and full of giggles. *grin*
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Date: 2005-07-02 05:41 am (UTC)I was an avid Anne Rice reader back in the day. I have no idea where any of her books are. I think I lost them. :( But I will check out Brite next time I'm in a bookstore.
Cute and full of giggles...heehee!! *giggles*
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Date: 2005-07-01 09:25 pm (UTC)2) I'm assuming you speak of Poppy Z. Brite? I've read nothing of hers. You read smart books. I am a failure. I haven't even completed a novel in about a year and a half.
3) Dude, what's up with your dog? Eww. And your brothers are amusing. You should just punch them in the head and remedy the fighting thusly.
4) Why aren't you online when I want to talk to you? o_o
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Date: 2005-07-02 05:29 am (UTC)2) I would hardly classify Brite's work as "smart". It's more passionate Stephen King, sort of. Easy to digest. I think you'd like some of her work if you gave it a chance. Avoid the one about the serial killers, though. That shit left me a little traumatized.
3) She was sick. I think she didn't agree with the seasoning that was in the food we gave her. I forgave her because she just lay there looking adorable. Bitch knows the way to my heart.
4) ...Uh, I don't know? Tell me when you want to talk to me and I'll be online!
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Date: 2005-07-02 05:35 am (UTC)2) I'll check her out after I wade my way through Gaiman. That may or may not take a while. I enjoy serial killers. But...If it traumatized you, chances are it'll terrify me.
3) I always feel bad when animals get sick. They look so sad...I miss having a dog.
4) ALL THE TIME! Haha.
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Date: 2005-07-02 02:01 am (UTC)Aah memories! I remember when I came of age and spent all my time on the phone. In the beginning I'd be on the phone so much I'd have to hold an ice pack to my ear when I got off because it was sore.
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Date: 2005-07-02 05:33 am (UTC)