I am the oldest -- by about 20 years -- student in my poetry workshop. I am also the only graduate student. I am probably the only non-poet. I'm not yet sure how to feel about all this.
I think I am going to love my cultural studies class. Literary criticism is a complex, highly intellectual field of inquiry, and I would be terrified if it weren't for the fact that I have the coolest teacher in the world. I've already taken two classes from her, and I know that if anyone can make lit crit understandable and fun, she can.
I am mostly over my recent bout of unhappiness. Creating the list of Reasons to be Happy helped, as did realizing that I have bigger fish to fry. A big thanks to Bitterroot, Nancy, Meg, Kara and Brenda for helping me out.
Yesterday I had my first laser treatment to remove some benign bumps and broken blood vessels from my face. I was not prepared for how intense and painful it was. Imagine someone repeatedly snapping a rubber band against your face. Hard. Now imagine that snapping accompanied by a brilliant green flash of light, a spray of cool water and air, and a loud clunking noise. Egad. Today my face is red and seriously puffy. The price we pay for beauty ...!
I am extremely proud to report that I have gotten at least 30 minutes of exercise on at least 14 days in January. This may not sound like much to some of you, but it's a coup for me, one that I hope to increase. Even more impressive (to me, if no one else) is that I have been rolling out of bed in the morning to exercise first thing. This is a supreme show of dedication -- I am NOT a morning person -- and leaves me with a sense of accomplishment for the whole day.
Now. Things to do, places to go, people to see. Onward.
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