I've had a good weekend. I found a quirky little balance between fun and work this weekend...
Friday evening the physics graduate students got together for dinner at a local pub. I actually got to talk to some people in the department that I had not yet met. They are trying to get all of the graduate students to go to the chair of our department to demand a graduate student lounge. I could really care less if we get a lounge. I am happy with my little corner in my lab that has my desk, computer, and uncomfortable chair (I will replace it someday). The student who is starting the petition was citing reasons like: we will be able to motivate each other and collaborate with each other more openly if we have a comfortable place to meet. He wants things like computer work stations, a refrigerator, and couches in this lounge. He had many other reasons that he was using as well, but every time he brought up a new reason, I could only think that I already have that "need" met within my lab. I guess I am really lucky to have such a comfortable and supportive work environment within my lab.
Amy came in town this weekend to spend time with her family and go to a friend's birthday party on Friday night. We had the opportunity to spend some quality time together on Friday. She is more beautiful than ever. I have never felt safer or more comfortable than I do when I am in her arms. We are slowly getting back to "us". She stated it pretty well last week: "we needed to become friends again before we could think about rebuilding our relationship". Well, we are friends again and its amazing. I can't wait until I get my car back so I can go visit her for a weekend.
I spent most of Saturday working on homework. I needed to catch up on some Quantum notes and get a started on my Math Methods homework. I finished Quantum before I had to leave for the Terri Clark concert. My friend Heather got tickets to see the Toby Keith "Throw down" concert with special guest Terri Clark, we both could have cared less about Toby Keith, I mean we like him enough, but we were really going to see Terri Clark. I have to say, I love country music. I just can't help it. I was a little nervous walking up to the concert venue with Heather, as we are both little "dykes", and I had not yet gotten a feel for the crowd. Back home, everyone knows me and I can dress however I want to dress and no one bats an eye. Put a little dyke in a crowd of backwoods country people who don't know her and it could be a little dangerous. Needless to say, everyone was especially nice last night. We stood in line next to a rather large man, dressed entirely in demin except his boots and hat. His skin was so tan and leathery that he looked as though he had worked outside for the last fifty years of his life. He struck up a conversation with us over pocket knives (I had to throw mine in the garbage because I forgot to leave it in the car). That man was as sweet as could be. I miss the common courtesy I remember from the people back home. I also miss the lean bodies and tight jeans on the "young people"... we were able to get in quite a bit of people watching while we were waiting for the show to start.
I had Sunday breakfast with my friends and spent most of the rest of today studying. I finished all of the Math Methods homework that I could do on my own about an hour ago. I still have one more problem to work on before 11 a.m. tomorrow morning. Hopefully I will bump into someone in the morning who can point me in the right direction. I am also incredibly behind in my Measurements class. I have 19 exercises that I need to build programs for and then save on the server at school. Hopefully that will get done between tomorrow and Tuesday afternoon. If it doesn't get done, a huge chunk of it needs to get done. Then I get to start the weekly grind of prepping to teach my classes and get my grading done. Its a never ending cycle. I just have to keep trying to keep my head above water. I'm feeling okay about things tonight. I know I don't have as much done as I wanted to have done, and I haven't gotten any of my chores done around my apartment, but I feel like I used my time well. If I used my time well and there are only so many hours in the day that I can work, I shouldn't have anything to complain about.
Zoe and I are off to bed...
Friday evening the physics graduate students got together for dinner at a local pub. I actually got to talk to some people in the department that I had not yet met. They are trying to get all of the graduate students to go to the chair of our department to demand a graduate student lounge. I could really care less if we get a lounge. I am happy with my little corner in my lab that has my desk, computer, and uncomfortable chair (I will replace it someday). The student who is starting the petition was citing reasons like: we will be able to motivate each other and collaborate with each other more openly if we have a comfortable place to meet. He wants things like computer work stations, a refrigerator, and couches in this lounge. He had many other reasons that he was using as well, but every time he brought up a new reason, I could only think that I already have that "need" met within my lab. I guess I am really lucky to have such a comfortable and supportive work environment within my lab.
Amy came in town this weekend to spend time with her family and go to a friend's birthday party on Friday night. We had the opportunity to spend some quality time together on Friday. She is more beautiful than ever. I have never felt safer or more comfortable than I do when I am in her arms. We are slowly getting back to "us". She stated it pretty well last week: "we needed to become friends again before we could think about rebuilding our relationship". Well, we are friends again and its amazing. I can't wait until I get my car back so I can go visit her for a weekend.
I spent most of Saturday working on homework. I needed to catch up on some Quantum notes and get a started on my Math Methods homework. I finished Quantum before I had to leave for the Terri Clark concert. My friend Heather got tickets to see the Toby Keith "Throw down" concert with special guest Terri Clark, we both could have cared less about Toby Keith, I mean we like him enough, but we were really going to see Terri Clark. I have to say, I love country music. I just can't help it. I was a little nervous walking up to the concert venue with Heather, as we are both little "dykes", and I had not yet gotten a feel for the crowd. Back home, everyone knows me and I can dress however I want to dress and no one bats an eye. Put a little dyke in a crowd of backwoods country people who don't know her and it could be a little dangerous. Needless to say, everyone was especially nice last night. We stood in line next to a rather large man, dressed entirely in demin except his boots and hat. His skin was so tan and leathery that he looked as though he had worked outside for the last fifty years of his life. He struck up a conversation with us over pocket knives (I had to throw mine in the garbage because I forgot to leave it in the car). That man was as sweet as could be. I miss the common courtesy I remember from the people back home. I also miss the lean bodies and tight jeans on the "young people"... we were able to get in quite a bit of people watching while we were waiting for the show to start.
I had Sunday breakfast with my friends and spent most of the rest of today studying. I finished all of the Math Methods homework that I could do on my own about an hour ago. I still have one more problem to work on before 11 a.m. tomorrow morning. Hopefully I will bump into someone in the morning who can point me in the right direction. I am also incredibly behind in my Measurements class. I have 19 exercises that I need to build programs for and then save on the server at school. Hopefully that will get done between tomorrow and Tuesday afternoon. If it doesn't get done, a huge chunk of it needs to get done. Then I get to start the weekly grind of prepping to teach my classes and get my grading done. Its a never ending cycle. I just have to keep trying to keep my head above water. I'm feeling okay about things tonight. I know I don't have as much done as I wanted to have done, and I haven't gotten any of my chores done around my apartment, but I feel like I used my time well. If I used my time well and there are only so many hours in the day that I can work, I shouldn't have anything to complain about.
Zoe and I are off to bed...
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