The Journey's the Thing…

…Or maybe not. I was just checking my Queue over at NetFlix and the add to upgrade caught my eye. For only an additional $1.30 per month Netflix will send me 4 movies per week as opposed to three. As a movie junkie and someone who just added all 7 seasons of ‘Buffy the Vampire Slayer’ to my rental list, I went down the obvious path. The extra $15.60 per annum will not kill me and might make it possible to watch more Buffy, all the time. Remember folks, I watched all 9 seasons of the X-Files in 6 months.

So I think it’s more obsessive than crazy.

I am deep in the middle of school with papers seemingly coming out of my ears. I have finished two of the three due on Monday and am in the process of reading the work that I need to base the third paper upon. This is a tight schedule, true, but I can do it! Then next week I can start writing another paper on the movie ‘Black Orpheus’ that will be due the following week. On top of that I have two more shorter pieces due again. Aye-yi-yi…

I will be registering for the Spring semester in a couple of weeks also. Beginning in January I will only be taking 2 classes, I think. The first is an American History 101 class and the other will be the class that completes my Natural Sciences requirement: From Genes to Galaxies. Now that sounds like a broad, general, class. Both of these fill necessary requirements, and afterwards I will only have an art class and world history requirement to fulfill before I start concentrating on my major, whatever that is.

My mother is driving to visit my sister in the FarNorth on Sunday. I am worried about her driving, but there is little I can do short of taking away her car keys, and therefore her independence. We are all worried about her, and will be relieved when she arrives at her destinations safely, which she will.

I am so grateful that I can speak honestly and openly to most members of my family. Those that seem close-mouthed or unable to reach out are afraid of many things in life. I can identify. I’ve been there before, and I know I couldn’t get out of the hole without someone else’s help. My foolish arrogance and pride kept me from seeking all the advice and help I could from everyone around me. I’m amazed I ended up alive. To think that I squandered such a resource for so many years.

So today I send out a little prayer to all those who don’t feel they need to share their lives (ups and downs) with me or others in my family. The light’s on…come on inside.

BTW, the picture above is what my new PC setup looks like without the old screen. I think it is tres chic…no tower, no nothing– just loads of power and a kickin’ flat screen. The maintenance for the clam shell removal and the new external monitor still ended up costing me less than a replacement LCD.

Johnnyboy

I woke up this morning at 7AM knowing that actually it was 8AM and feeling dumb for the habit. Still it meant I was able to jump into my day early and work on some schoolwork. So I noodled around in the morning, typing this, typing that, and then I snacked around 11-ish, and then I wrote some emails, and then I went back into the kitchen. Boring day, really. Then I looked out the kitchen window and spied the cat that is living in the brush near the barn. It is fully grown, black with white gloves and boots, and I think chest. Very pretty shorthair, and very skittish. I thought that it should have some food, so I went outside and called ‘kitty-kitty’, at which point it sauntered into the protective underbrush. Still, I left it some food in a dish.

I am worried about the poor thing spending the winter outside. I want to save it, adopt it, give it a home. I think it was once a housecat, but has gone astray. I will try what I can. At least it can take refuge in the barn if the weather turns too ugly. Sweetie Pie knows all about it, too. She’s not too keen on the idea, and tends to run away if it comes near.

This morning there were flurries of snow on nearby Winchell Mountain, and the smallest of flakes here, for about 2 minutes. Winter is coming. Oh, kitty-cat, stay warm and safe in the barn!

Johnnyboy