Lost in Portland

October 24, 2009
Now that the horror is over and I am safe back in my apartment. All is well. I cannot believe I just spent the last 3 hours driving around Portland, mostly due to getting lost and not knowing where I was going to begin with. All I wanted was a cup to put hot tea in. That’s it! Oh and a bowl for breakfast in the morning. Now it is nearly 2 a.m. and I have not gotten my homework done. I have to redo all of my notes for the final presentation because I forgot them at home too. I have had no luck with this weekend course. The first weekend I ended up with an ulcer on my right eye, which made having my eyes open nearly unbearable, even with two sets of sunglasses on. This weekend I couldn’t find a cloak for my group presentation outfit—the presentation was on Halloween and I wanted to dress as close to a druid might have dressed as possible—needless to say, no cloak. I am now familiar with all of S.E. Division between I-205 and 22nd Avenue. I found something like five second hand/thrift shops, two Halloween costume type capes that were made from flimsy gross material—NOT what I was looking for. Oh well. I made it to class on time and our group projects turned out really well. SC was impressed with the other group that was presenting and told me that I had to “bring it” with my part of our presentation—so I did! I went ahead, put on my red stretch velour Halloween costume, and had them turn off the lights so that the only light coming into the room was from the streetlight shining through the window. Then I completely improved a prayer. Dana would have been so proud. I know I was extremely proud of it. The instructor, Susanna Lundgren (an amazing and multi-talented woman!) told me that she was impressed and thought it was excellent.

I never thought that I would become a classical music person, yet the music that Susanna brought for us to discuss tonight is so amazing that I asked if I could copy it all onto my laptop. She gladly let me. Now I have some really amazing and highly eclectic music on this laptop. I will have to remember to burn it all off onto CD’s when I get home.

I wish that I could be writing this into my journal, but my body is aching so badly right now, it hurts to hold a pen. Typing is so much easier on my hands. Plus it is easier to keep up with my thoughts when I can type them verses having to wait for my slow hands to get everything written out. I almost don’t have to think about my typing, not the way you do when you write. The only annoying thing about typing it out in Word is that Word keeps trying to correct my grammar and punctuation. I am too tired to figure out how to turn that helper off. I have so much work to do and no energy to do it.
Oh well. The sooner started the sooner finished. Here’s to another day and a life in my insanity.

Oh ya, the campus WI-FI appears to be turned off at 1a.m. so that is why I am not able to put this directly onto my blogger account. –laters, me

p.s. this is written at a 6th grade level. Just a thought.