Four days. Knock on wood. (wee!)

Mulling over what needs/might be done this weekend. 4 days off. My usual optimism at the start re completion of projects. Projected projects? As follows:


MAINTAINANCE: Need to add oil and air to Lucrezia this weekend. At least, I think that's the name of my car. Must check the gender--it might be Wulfenbach. To be done during daylight and hopefully dry hours. Which may be a window of 60 minutes, to judge by the weather report.

HOMEWORK: Writing for homework this weekend, but feeling much more at leisure. Writing hopefully to include LJ essays. Mebbe. I think the homework pace is finally established.

Note: writing critiques for workshop is relatively easy. Yes, even while being civil.
Writers block is a bitch. Ironically, while avoiding the internet helps my focus, avoiding social time does not---getting out and talking relaxes the mind.

SOCIAL: (And thnx to S, B, A and another S---I'll add LJ names later. It's 2:45am right now. But yes, Wed night was grand and cakey.)

Yes, it's 2:45am--but I have Friday off. 4 DAYS!!

HEALTH: Yoga or back exercises. Have lost a bit of weight, but more out of shape. Have taken to running scurrying up and down the stairs of Dutton Hall between 7:30 and 8:30. Hope to do more after 4pm, but workload hasn't allowed it. Bowling after work?

SOCIAL DISGUISED AS HEALTH: Hoping to add dance to the above mix. ECD or Contra. However, will see if I go any distance this weekend. Am more in the mood for homework and possible company.

BACK TO MAINTAINANCE: Hope to get paperwork in order. Books on shelves, exercise notes from physical therapy, poetry and writing notes pulled out and put in order. Much paperwork and many small objects were "banker boxed" at the end of last semester. Finally a chance to put things in order. I'VE GOT FOUR DAYS OFF AND I'M NOT SICK WHOOHOOO!!!

OH YEAH MORE SCHOOL STUFF: Write to SCC for counseling advice, as they have no counselors available. Seriously.

CRAFTY MAINTAINANCE: Order witch pattern, with hat, attachable bees of some sort. Fabric would be nice too. Perhaps fabric shopping in lieu of museum runs. Add iTunes and GIMP to laptop.

Oh hell, maybe a museum run. It's raining. Rain. Museums. Order of the universe.

Speaking of costumes--do I attempt faire sewing this year? If so, I want to be measureD and trace plastic copies of the Margo Anderson patterns. No more eyeballed patterns. Even if I don't sew this year (aGAIN!), I'll have the patterns on hand.

MOre importantly, do I want to dance this year? Socially, yes. Faire-ily--ummmmm.....
Screw it. That's a question for day light hours.


OK, SOCIAL STUFF AGAIN: ifonlyuntil9 recommended the Sonnet Walk on Sa. I did not make my reservations, but not sure of weather. Dear Universe: Miss IOU9 would like a nice walk, with nice dramamamama students, and nice sonnets. Ease up on the fekking precipitation for a few hours.


OK, what am I forgetting? Oh yeah...sleep. Nite.

Poetry: French/refrain forms: Ballades and Elephants for 14 Feb.

Per Stephen Fry (from Ode Less Travelled): ( engineering )

But, it's been done. So, for Valentime's Day, an essay by Dorothy Parker. Note she makes life easier for herself, and sparkles the poem, by adding a "c" rhyme and "C" refrain.:

Ballade of Unfortunate Mammals

Love is sharper than stones or sticks;
Lone as the sea, and deeper blue;
Loud in the night as a clock that ticks;
Longer lived than the Wandering Jew.
Show me a love that was done and through,
Tell me a kiss that escaped its debt!
Son, to your death you'll pay your due--
Women and elephants never forget.

Ever a man, alas, would mix,
Ever a man, heigh-ho, must woo;
So he's left in the world-old fix,
Thus is furthered the sale of rue.
Son, your chances are thin and few--
Won't you ponder before you're set?
Shoot if you must, but hold in view
Women and elephants never forget.

Down from Caesar past Joyson-Hicks
Echoes the warning, ever new
Though they're trained to amusing tricks,
Gentler they, than the pigeons coo,
Careful son, of the cursed two--
Either one is a dangerous pet;
Natural history proves it true--
Women and elephants never forget.

L'Envoi
Prince, a precept I'd leave for you,
Coined in Eden, existing yet:
Skirt the parlor, and shun the zoo--
Women and elephans never forget.