Clearly, he’s walking on marbles

Fashion, it appears, is over. Hooray! Sort of. I need this next week off, but then I’d like to get back to having work, please. This year went out with a whimper for me. I had one last official thing that first got split into two separate days (yay, this means 2 four hour calls instead of one) and then the first half got moved to a time I couldn’t do, but they still paid me because the decision came so late (yay), and then the second half got changed to TBD, and I guess it was never D? At least, not that I heard. I could have spent the last two days at the shop deprepping and putting everything away, but I decided against it. Maybe a bad choice, but I’m still sick. I went from terrible sore throat and fever dreams (but no fever, odd) to very tired but maybe on the mend with a slight sore throat to lots of coughing and some sneezing and lots of nose blowing. That’s where I am now, and I just didn’t feel like being that at work.

So instead, yesterday John and I went on a few errands and on a whim went to B&N. He found some book or other, and I found a giant book of Audubon’s drawings, marked down to 20 bucks. Clearly, a must have. The prints are gorgeous, and I’m thinking I should have bought two because I just want to slice out pages and frame them. Our total sounded a little low, even with John’s employee discount, and sure enough when I checked, the bird book was 3 dollars. THREE. I should have taken all of the copies.

Perhaps this book will inspire me to expand and improve on my sketching repertoire. The other day while waiting for class to start I drew this on my desk (shhhhh, I know I’m too old for that, but come on. What else does one do when bored? They made the surface perfect for it)


The problem/good thing about desk surfaces is that they’re hard to erase, so you have to stick with what you’ve done. I realized halfway through the body that the head was now too small, so I just gave it stilt legs. I’m also not sure what’s going on with its tail, but that is neither here nor there.


Popping up for a moment

Fashion week! It’s been interesting. A few kerfuffles, some scheduling botches, but overall not bad. Because of school I’m working a lot less than I usually do, so this past weekend was my only ridiculous shift (40 hours between friday morning and sunday night). I’m not done yet, but I do have the evening free, which is lovely.

The snowstorm! Was not really a storm, I think. But it was good! I got my wish, at least temporarily, of regular inch or so snow, with a foot or so every now and then. I was working for most of the storm, though I did walk from 37th and 10th to 40th and 5th in the middle of it. When I left the library at midnight, it was still going, and the lions were covered in snow.


When I went back to work the next morning it had stopped, and I got to wade through all the unshoveled, unbroken snow. There’s something really satisfying, and really¬†sacrilegious, about being the first person to walk on new snow. Then I stayed inside for the next 37 hours. Booo. Interestingly, on my walk to the train that morning, I passed my favorite house that has been empty for at least two years (and if I win the lottery I’m going to buy it) and its sidewalks had been shoveled. Neither of the adjoining houses had. Very odd.

Three more days of this mess, then a couple of finals, and then I’m free for a week! I plan on sleeping, walking in the park and mapping it with my gps app, and reading fiction. It’s going to be great. At the moment, it is time for bed. I had yesterday mostly free aside from school, and that relaxed me enough to get sick, so now I have the terrible sore throat and malaise. I’m eating cough drops by the bag and drinking tea by the liter (this is almost true, my boyfriend has a giant mug that holds 24oz, a liter is about 33) and hopefully I will beat this back.

A day of “wait, what??”

I feel bad for not writing much so far, but I guess that’s what happens when you start a journal right before the crazy work weeks+finals week. Good thing I have another bus ride today.
It really is unfortunate timing with work and school. Add to that one of my professors neglecting to give us quizzes and assignments throughout the class (60% of our grade), and then tacking them all to the last two weeks-that was an awesome announcement. And then I got home and opened a thing from school that turned out to be my tuition tax statement that says I got $788 in scholarships/grants, which is totally news to me. Then as I was checking to see if I could find anything about that online, and I checked my transfer application to the 4 year school, and there’s a notice that they’re missing my high school transcripts. Which would be fine except a) I already have a BFA, soooooo, and b) my current school is in the same system. I gave them my high school transcripts. Can they not share this? Also, I got in to the school I’m in now, proof that I already gave them. On and on. Truly ridiculous.
Point being, yesterday was frustrating. I’m trying to get better about dealing with that, and just letting it go (after some healthy yelling) and just doing what needs to be done. It’s tougher when you get three “wait, what??” moments in a day. But that day is over, and today I will make some phone calls from work, and I will stay up late working on my papers and lab reports and powerpoints and I will drink all the coffee I need to work my crazy schedule, and in two weeks it will all be over and done and I can sleep until it all starts again.

Into the unknown. And back to work.

The last few days have been packed with school and work. I haven’t been this busy in a while and it’s been a little hard to adapt. Right now I’m waiting for the bus to NJ for more work. Yay money, boo losing a day of writing and studying.
The exciting bit of the week has been figuring out my unknown in microbiology. I know I’m a huge nerd for saying this, but it’s been so exciting! We all picked out a labeled broth tube-I went with 14C, and started doing tests to determine the bacterias genus and species. I’m 90% sure I have Micrococcus roseus but I’m waiting on a couple more tests to be completely sure. But, I had distinctly gram positive (purple, after a staining process) cocci (balls) in clusters with a few tetrads here and there. My colony had a vaguely pinkish blush to it, it produced bubbles when doused with hydrogen peroxide, but best of all when I did a motility test I saw little clear bunches of dancing grapes. It’s been a fun time. It’s also been made a lot easier because they gave us a list of all the possible ones, so you just eliminate a bunch with your gram test (that got me from 27 down to 7) and then keep looking up differences between what you have left and figure out what tests differentiate them.
I’ve also been applying to summer programs and schools like crazy. My micro teacher wrote me a letter of recommendation that is just… Holy wow. I should be able to get into anything based on that alone. We’ll see how it goes, but I’m pretty hopeful. It made me blush, it was so nice. And I’ve earned it, I think, but seeing that someone else sees and appreciates my effort and enthusiasm and having it all on paper is a pretty big boost. I might print it out and read it whenever I feel discouraged.
So, not outside as much as I’d like, partially because of being busy (though I did work outside for 9 hours the other day) and partially because New York has finally kicked in to real winter cold, but still getting to do things and explore, just this time in the microscopic world.