Stumbled across this snippet: “The best moments in reading are when you come across something – a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things – which you had thought special and particular to you. And now, here it is, set down by someone else, a person you have never met, someone even who is long dead. And it is as if a hand has come out, and taken yours.” Now, I’ve been reading Game of Thrones non-stop since I got to Alpaugh so this doesn’t really connect to that because the book is mostly about chopping peoples heads (arms, ears, legs, tongues) off, raping, pillaging, more raping, and more murder. But I did just finish A Tree Grows in Brooklyn and tons of passages in there fit this even though its a coming of age story pre-WWI.
I’ve made it up to season three of Downton Abbey, and I’m in the middle of season 4 of Leverage, and the team just found a Blockbuster (yes, an actual video store – the miracle of Internet has yet to grace Alpaugh but wonder of wonders, the town down the road has a Blockbuster still) so we’ve been watching tons of movies at the house. The team has burned through 4.5 seasons of Dexter. Mostly I drift in and out of the living room – I’m trying to read more and my goal this long weekend is to finally, once and for all, get my graduate school applications finished.
I wrote the above two paragraphs about two weeks ago and they remain true, though I have indeed submitted all of my graduate applications. All four are technically still incomplete pending an academic reference, though I think that is a result of the computer system being slow to update. Let the waiting game commence.
Since I last updated, one of my most cherished friends in the whole world has been accepted to her dream graduate school, and another has gotten himself engaged to a wonderful woman. I’m really hoping I can ride the wave of good fortune.
Let’s see: life in Alpaugh lumbers on. I know I haven’t posted much on what we are actually doing, but rest assured you are not missing much that I haven’t posted about before. Our days are filled with weedwacking, tree planting, brush trimming, land tilling, and invasive species removing. Our sponsor with the BLM is wonderful and our housing is excellent. No complaints from me – just hoping to get news of our next Spike location in the coming week.
I forgot to bring my iPhone cord or I’d have some photos to show you, so that’s a bust. There’s a hum-drum 450 words for your Sunday! I’m off to return some DVDs and purchase my post-Sunday-paperwork-celebratory-wheel-of-Brie. It’s the little things that save us from swan diving off the nearest cliff, people.