Nate Knows Nada

I love the random capitalization in that headline. Who knows why Jet Lag is capitalized?

I am still jet lagged from California, as I got up about an hour ago. I set the alarm for three hours earlier, but couldn’t even begin to pull myself from the bed. So I kept sleeping. At some point, this will have to end, but I’m not sure when.

Quick summary of things to get done today. I need to get a new tire and tube for my bike. Then, repair. I need to go to the gym, ergo, the need for the bike, so that I can get there more quickly. Need to drop into the library and grab a couple of books on disease and global public health. Then, I’m going to Eucharist and dinner at the monastery this evening.

I was going to go to the boathouse today to try to get them to teach me to scull, but that’s a far-fetched possibility when you get up at around 11 AM.

My new roommate is pretty cool. He works for a bookstore, and he understands the addiction.

Haven’t heard from my parents in three weeks. Don’t particularly want to hear from them right now.

I’ll try to be less disjointed in the next post.

Well, I am in California now, specifically LA (cue the Rufus Wainwright songs…).  We’ve been in state for about five days now, and we’ve seen bunches of friends, and done a little sightseeing.  Much of the drive down to LA yesterday was consumed with Highway 101 and the California Missions.  I hung out with my friends Janette, Saranya, and Susie, and BF spent the night with his brother.  We’re going to see the Getty Museum today, and maybe the cathedral of Our Lady of the Angels.

More thoughts and photos on the missions later.

First the flu, and then emotional drama.

I had a fever over 101 for a couple of days, which is guaranteed to wipe you out, as I relearned. I still get tired pretty quickly, even though I feel fine otherwise.

Then I had family drama. My parents have decided that they won’t allow me to bring a boyfriend home, because they don’t approve. So I won’t be seeing them while I’m in California. Which is a situation that I have spent two days analyzing offline, so I can’t muster the energy to do it right now. But it is, in the end, their loss of me. And I’m spared the emotional drama of having to see them with BF in tow.

Have to go off and teach now.

Oh, yeah, BTW, it seems like the free wireless connection in my neighborhood is not allowing me to send mail from my Harvard account now. It seems not to like the Harvard SMTP server. So now e-mail is something more of a pain than it used to be.