I start my new job on Monday. Pays pretty well, but after shadowing the guy who's quitting yesterday--it's going to be really boring. It looked like he spent most of the day surfing the web and reading books.
I guess...that's fine. They'll be paying me to finish my graduate school applications and rp all day, then. Could be worse, as an interim thing.
Man, I miss people (a couple of them anyway). I'm just lonely. As if responding to my universe, the universe had this dog dart into the road right in front of me. I ran out after her, and this car, and nearly got hit, but I was screaming and waving my arms and it was really storming hard--so I'm lucky the driver saw me.
And the dog just looked at me, completely trusting. ...So I brought her home, toweled her off, and pet her for awhile. She's sleeping in the garage, and I'm going to find her owners tomorrow. I really hope she's just fat and not pregnant. Puppies would be adorable, but bad (I'd so keep one, though).
I'm hoping to turn in immigration forms this week, work up a budget, sign up for a specific date to take my GREs, make sure my three professors are still willing to write me recommendations, get up a working list of graduate programs--all that next week.
I joined the gym (birthday present), starting tomorrow. That'll make working out easier, though I've lost five pounds (bringing me to 123--still not exactly where I want to be).
Other minutiae about my life.
Reconnecting with more high school people. They're tools, I miss intellectual conversation.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
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εἶπεν δὲ αὐτῷ ὁ θεός, Ἄφρων, ταύτῃ τῇ νυκτὶ τὴν ψυχήν σου ἀπαιτοῦσιν ἀπὸ σοῦ: ἃ δὲ ἡτοίμασας, τίνι ἔσται;
— Luke 12.19, the Parable of the Rich Fool. Translation from the NRSV: “God said to him, You fool! This very night your life is being demanded of you. And the things you have prepared, whose will they be?” In the Vulgate: “dixit autem illi Deus stulte hac nocte animam tuam repetunt a te quae autem parasti cuius erunt”. My translation of the key phrase: “this very night they are claiming your life back from you.”
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