i got no columbus day gifts. no invitations to a columbus day dinner, nobody asked me to join them for a columbus day parade, nobody asked me to be IN a columbus day parade.
i didn’t even get a columbus day card.
i’m trying to get over it.
SNOW IN DENVER UPDATE:
it snowed a lot during the day, and it was very heavy snow, which caused VERY HUGE BRANCHES to fall, which christine found utterly, utterly fascinating. this is because this is only her second winter in a snowy climate, and last year they had no heavy snow at all, only the light kind.
but the snow stopped, but they’re supposed to have a couple more inches tonight, but by wednesday it’s going to be 60.
so really, denver is for the lightweight snow person. not like us people living here in the heart of the grey snowy wasteland, where we won’t see the sun all winter long.
class was pretty good tonight, especially because it forced me to sit down. i had problems keeping still today. i thoroughly cleaned my dad’s car, including the interior, which was BEYOND FILTHY, the floor of the car looked like a forest of leaves. and then i took a bike ride because it was sunny and lovely. i saw four more deer, although two of them could have been the deer i saw earlier. once again, the deer didn’t run away. maybe they’re all getting used to me. “there’s that girl with the bright yellow jacket, she’s harmless. doesn’t she have anything else to wear?”
they always look so startled to see me. “what are you doing going by again today, wasn’t that run this morning enough? what are you, some kind of overexercising nutcase?”
christine informed me that i ALWAYS talked about the fact that my hiking boots were lost. i don’t remember ever sharing that information with her.
this is frightening, my lack of memory.
oh yeah, i also did lots of random housecleaning again today.
a little too busy.
we watched a royal shakespeare production of “tartuffe” in class, and it was pretty funny. the guy who had the lead role was very strange, though, and he kept reminding me of the guy who played riff raff in “rocky horror.” by the way, that guy’s name real name is richard o’brien, and he’s the one who WROTE the movie. well, first he wrote the play. i know this because i looked it up online, you can read for yourself at rocky horror.
i was going to make a very important point about tartuffe and rocky horror, but since i spent a bunch of time reading all about rocky horror, now i can’t remember it. AND i want to see rocky horror again.
i think i’ll sleep well tonight. i hope you do, too.
ok then,
grace falling asleep as i type…