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Post 22!

Now that I am 23, I of course have no such thing for such trivial things as keeping in touch through our lovely website… just kidding.

Things have been crazy here. My classes picked up speed so suddenly. I’ve spent more hours in the CSU library in the last two weeks than I did in the WOU library in my first two years there! My classes are okay, but not great, I’m a little disappointed to be honest, I had such high hopes. Short Story is a pretty frivolous in class and Chekhov is making me harbor thoughts of melancholy, melodramatic suicide. Research is a LOT of painful busy work, but I know it’s good for me – kind of like spinach, I imagine, but more expensive. Critical theory is like having a really, really, really, smart person talk to you in a language you don’t understand and without oxygen breaks for 50 minutes straight. yeah.

But, I have made fantastic new friends and recurring acquaintances, so Matt and I aren’t spending quite as much time alone in the house with the dogs. I’ve hosted two non-movie nights so far, where the only movie watching accomplished were on youtube, but they were so much fun. And, Matt and I have been frequently Emily’s to play Rock Band. I can do respectably not awful on the easy setting while she and matt play on expert and medium/hard, respectively. I am not envious – I just want to beat them up a little. But my ‘star power’ is screaming at the microphone which I think then gives me extra points and sparkles on the screen, so I just amuse myself with that while they kick my butt…

Now, as for my birthday, that was pretty awesome. I had a crappy day in school doing library busy work but after all that Matt made us reservations and I got marginally dressed up and we went out to dinner at The Melting Pot, which I guess is a whole change of fondue restaurants. Well, it was fantastic. We had yummy bread, veggies and apples in cheese fondue to start, then numerous random meats that we cooked “coq au vin,” followed by chocolate s’mores fondue with fruit, cheesecake and random goodies to finish. Gotta say, that was one of the neatest restaurant experiences ever, it was a lot of fun. And, with that I magically became 23 and a grown-up. Or not.

Anyways, I must leave the computer now or I wont be able to ignore the paper I need to write anymore.

yours,

Alaina

I was just brained by a butterfly.

I was just brained by a butterfly.  I’m not kidding.  A butterfly, or possibly just strangely pretty moth, just flew directly into the center of my forehead.  Hard enough to feel it too.  Had this butterfly or moth been slightly larger or more forceful, I could have been injured!  Really!  Luckily, I was not harmed in this ordeal and simply now have an interesting anecdote to share with you all.  Thank goodness.

yours,

Alaina

First Days

Well, two days down and …  many many more to go.  I’ve had all three of my classes now and they sound incredibly intimidating, but I’m optimistic.  MWF is Reading Literature: Recent Theories which is over crowded because it’s required and popular and is basically a class that will study every critical theory for literary or cultural criticism that the professor can fit in – which is quite a few given the extra long terms out here.  This class sounds insanely difficult, but only one or two papers and no tests or oral presentations, so that’s something.  TR are Research Methods and Theory and Genre Studies: The Short Story.  Research methods sounds like it’s going to be a great many hoops to jumps through but I know it’ll good for me in the end and Short Story sounds great until the oral presentation part and then the actual writing of a short story!  If I had that kind of creative mind I would be an MFA, not an MA, yikes!  Maybe I’ll write about the poor little academic who got lost in the vicious wonderland of critiquing her own short story and ended mad as a hatter…. Good plan.

Besides that I biked to and from school yesterday, which so incredibly nifty.  And then incredibly painful (up hill) and I’m officially a registered biking student.  Yay.  I love not having to find parking!  Although so does everybody else, so all 15,000 bikes per day (literally the average) appear to be fighting me for the bike rack.

I must go now, I cant believe I’m saying this again, but I have homework.  Weird… And neat.

This one is for you, Mariko!

The Short Stories – Ernest Hemingway

The Aspern Papers and Other Stories – Henry James

Ethics: An Essay on the Understanding of Evil – Alain Badiou

Gender Trouble – Judith Butler

The Foucault Reader – Paul Rabinow (Ed.)

Open Secrets: Stories – Alice Munro

Ten Little Indians – Sherman Alexie

Sexual/Textual Politics – Toril Moi

Gilles Deleuze – Claire Colebrook

Deconstruction – Christopher Norris

Marxism and Literature – Raymond Williams

Interpreter of Maladies – Jhumpa Lahiri

Where I’m Calling From – Raymond Carver (you should see the cover – guy has scary bug eyes.)

Chatterton – Peter Ackroyd

Literary Research Guide (5 ed.) – James L. Harner (it’s gi-normous and scary)

 

It’s not gonna be the same without in my corner.

yours, 

alaina

Green thumbs? Try sore thumbs.

Today we planted grass.  Here’s how much fun we had.  Matt got up at 6 and turned on the water to moisten the tough as clay back yard.  Next, we overslept, which meant doing all of this in the 80 degree sunshine.  After a trip to Home Depot for organic matter (sheep poo and peet moss) and seeding soil, we came home and hand till-ed the backyard and I trowl-ed out some of the weeds.  Now, our back yard is approximately 706 square feet, which isn’t really that big, so hand tilling with a rake, no biggie, right?  WRONG.  Between the incredible denseness of the soil and the weak ability of the rake and rakers it was really hard work and I can still feel the muscle aches all over my hands from such desperate gripping and pushing and prodding.  But, a couple hours later we had tilled in at least a couple inches. We then went to lay down the sheep poo and seeding soil mix only to discover that the Master Gardener (that was her job title, really) was completely misleading in saying we only needed a cubic foot of the mixture.  So, then came trip two to Home Depot.  After sprinkling in six more bags of grass growing goodness, we raked that around and were actually ready to use grass!  We sprinkled on a bag of seed, going over it twice in the multiple directions like good little instruction followers, raking in between each coat.  This was the first fun part of the adventure in gardening, turns out sprinkling grass seed is unbelievably entertaining and zen when all you’ve done all day is attacking dirt with a rake or trowel.  Next came sprinkling the fertilizer – also cool, it looked like little rocks in a whole rainbow of colors.  Teal, Blue, Green, White, Tan(ish).    And, that brought us to twenty minutes of trying to determine how to use one sprinkler to water an L-shaped yard.  But, we are now finished……

EXCEPT to water it three times a day and not walk on it for 3 to 4 mowings.

Are you grateful for your already established lawn yet?

 

All this is only in the hope that the grass will establish before the first frost, which could be within the next month and that it will further survive the winter with minimal damage so we will only have to repeat parts of the project then.

In all fairness the whole thing was kind of fun, if not painful.  And, if the grass grows you can all bow down and look on in wonder and at the master gardeners that we will have become (in our own heads).  🙂

Stay tuned to discover whether or not either of us can move tomorrow without muscle aches and whimpering (or swearing).

 

yours,

Alaina

Catch-Up Time

Alright, So here’s how it went.

We drove here in one 9-ish hour day and one 11-ish hour day.  It was long and hot, but there was some really cool scenery and one incredible rainbow.  I think it looked so neat because there was nothing to interfere with the view, all flat lands.  I’ll try to learn to upload a picture.  I listened to my ipod for so long that I actually killed the battery, it was impressive.  I listened an actually unabridged Pride and Prejudice, which was way more fun to listen to than you’d think.

On arriving, it was an entire week and a half of HOT HOT HOT days, and the occassional (thank god) nights.  The city is pretty nifty, there is a swanky downtown area that is somewhat distant from all the strip mall areas.  It’s big but manageable and there are a ton of everything: movie theaters, breweries, restaurants, parks, cutesy stores of crap you cant afford to buy but is fun to look at…

Our apartment sits on the west edge of town and out of my bedroom window we actually have a partial view of the foothills, which is gorgeous.  There is a giant A on the hill, which is apparently a leftover from when CSU used to be the “Aggies” (dont ask me what an “Aggie” is, i dont know, best guess: an agate).  The apartment looks a lot like the one on Conifer (for those of you who saw it), except bigger and with a garage.  We’re currently trying to figure out how to get grass in the backyard.  I’m duke-ing it out with the bed for room to function in the big bedroom and Matt is all set by his lonesome in the little room.  Lucky Punk.  🙂  We’ve painted walls in the living room, hall, and bedroom assorted dusky red/brown/tan colors and it’s really made the place feel less like a generic townhouse.  I’ll write one of these later about our adventures in home decorating/repair – it’ll be so pathetic you’ll die laughing.

We’re both all set with new licenses, ID cards, Matt got new plates, and now we just have to wait till Monday for classes to start.  In the interim I should probably recommence the unpacking – we’re both getting tired of the tripping and toe-stubbing in the hallway. 

More to come, my darlings, and thanks again Brant and Mariko, I love the site.

yours, Alaina