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Tuesday, June 14, 2005
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My train of thought does find itself hijacked sometimes
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Dear me! this day seems to stretch on and on. There are days in which the 24 hours do not seem long enough to accomplish all that is needed, and then there are days when we try to kill time by boring it to death. Perhaps it is only that I have spent the day indoors. I get enough of that in the winter time, when the sun goes to sleep at four in the afternoon. But I think that summertime was invented for us to spend time outside in the sunshine and wind.
I spent the day amid books. Not just one book. That would have been too much for me. But many books. And not just books, but different sewing tasks that I have going presently. It's too hot to be quilting or crocheting anything, but smaller stuff is good to work on during a warm summer day when there are no very pressing matters.
I like June. It's not actually summer yet. It just feels like it. The activities haven't come around to full swing yet. James was just telling me he wished we could go to Music College again this year. I couldn't decide if I agree or not. Last year was good. I always enjoyed the YPA because I was with my friends the whole time, even during the preaching sessions, but I think I enjoyed Music College more for not having someone always with me. James and Derek and Yuriy were there, but they were almost never in the same session. I could be with someone I knew or I didn't have to, all according to whatever I felt like. (Of course, there were times when I couldn't find a soul.) And then, Music College was better than the YPA in that I didn't stay up all night talking or listening to the talk of my friends. When I was tired, I just fell asleep, just like at home. It was rather relaxing. And I almost didn't go, but Emily's bridal shower was that weekend and I had to choose between the YPA and Music College/bridal shower. It made for a busy weekend.
I remember the fellas trying to get me to subsist on greasy food the whole time. That was almost funny. James would've eaten pizza and burgers for every meal if I'd let him. Greasy pizza joint for lunch. Greasy pizza joint (with pineapple) for dinner. Slight intermission at DairyQueen for lunch. Oh! and then the dinner decision no one wanted to make. It was a toss up between Wawa and McDonald's, but, fearing James would buy chips and pretzels from Wawa and call it dinner, we decided on McDonald's. James must've been hungry that day because he ate his own two cheeseburgers and half of mine. Guess I wasn't exactly famished. I remember fighting with the guys over whether or not the little dots on the Coke lid was supposed to be pushed down or not. Funny the things you remember.
One thing I didn't remember was film. I was so mad at myself for that one. I had just gotten a new camera and hadn't learned how to work it yet. Do you really have to put the film inside to get it to work? Must be. :) I also remember staying up late Thursday night eating doughnuts and drinking milk.
Well, my ramblings seem to have really carried me away this time. It's been great reminiscing with the computer screen. Hope you enjoyed it as well. |
posted by cori
6/14/2005 08:33:00 PM
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| Sounds like some kind of sports thing, but in reality, the ShugaBowl is just a little hideaway for me, Sugarcube herself, to let loose my thoughts and occasional creativeness. |
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