I didn’t go to work yesterday. After sleeping from 8pm-midnight, I was awake until the 6 AM; it was around 4:30 that I decided to call in. Smart decision.
My weekend was relatively uneventful, save my nearly two hour commute home on Friday evening. The train got to 59th & Lexington when they announced there was no service into Queens, and the N/W wasn’t going to be running downtown. My first thought was to backtrack to Grand Central via the 6 train and then take the 7, but there were swarms and swarms of people. I said screw it and walked over the Queensboro Bridge. It was very muggy and disgusting. I got to Queensboro Plaza with the intention of taking the N/W home. The station was a mess; there was no service in either direction, no one seemed to know what was going on, and it was horribly humid. After 15 minutes of waiting, I gave up and starting walking. It started to pour by the time I hit Broadway.
By the time I got home I was soaked. Total distance walked, just under 5 miles.
So now it’s already Tuesday, and I’m not working on Friday, AND I’m taking a half day on Thursday, so yay for a super short week. While I was walking to work I had a whole list of things that I wanted to write about but I don’t remember them now. Except that whenever I pass an Ann Taylor store I drool over the clothes in the window and have to remind myself that a) most of their clothes are designed for woman with no hips and thus they don’t look quite right on me b) I really can’t afford their clothes and c) I’m going to be a student in 3 months, which means I can wear the same pair of jeans for a week, so I really don’t need any more clothes that make me look all refined and pulled together.
Speaking of becoming a student, I got my U Chicago Student ID yesterday. I also got the syllabus for the one core course everyone in my program has to take and the reading list is scary. However, I am thankful that I took that random Sociology class my sophomore year, because we read a lot of the stuff on the list, including The Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism, so that makes me feel a tiny bit less intimidated.
