You Did WHAT?

In case you haven't heard, my grandmother is headed to a nursing home in the morning due to her Alzheimer's and thinking it's 1947...and if my mother has her way, I might be getting committed as well.

This because at the moment, my hair is a solid, blazing, screaming red, thanks to some bleach and shocking red hair dye.

I can hear the conversation I'm going to have with Ma:

Mom: Graduation in 11 weeks...and you did WHAT? How is this going to look in the photos?

And then me: Mom, it's semi-permanent, few weeks and you won't even see it...

And then her again: Are you SURE?

Me: I'm sure.

It will wash out pretty soon. I will go back to normal. I made sure this was temporary because of graduation, and because I don't relish walking into my parents' strict German-Lutheran church with a blazingly red head. Might get noticed a bit there.

I wanted it to spice things up a bit. Tired of looking like me all the time. And I think I look rather smashing, to tell you the truth...

Ta,
Bec

An Excessively Boring Tuesday

Nothing happened today. The snow is melting nicely but I don't expect the weather to stay nice. We have at least another month to go before we can say spring without a possibly in front of it.

So that's it. Nothing to report!

Ta,
Bec

Still Itchy

Someone loan me a long stick of wood that'll go into a tight space. I'm dying. I'm so itchy...

Lotion no longer soothes the problem, it seems, but I'm going to coat myself in the stuff regardless. Any little bit of relief is welcome right now.

Not much else going on with me. I hate February, though. Here's why:

1. Stupid bloody cast. Doesn't come OFF until March 13th...although if it got too near a hacksaw right now, I wouldn't be THAT upset. At least I'd be able to scratch.

2. University of British Columbia doesn't get back to me on my acceptance until around the time I get the cast off. I already said last night that this is bad timing all around.

3. Some genius person whom I only know of because I've been so bored and on Youtube a lot is making a free Muse-clip video for any fan who wants one. Um, that'd be ME, for starters. Problem is, the bloody bugger doesn't come out until MARCH.

4. Muse are supposed to be putting out their new CD in September.

So, I wait. I wait. I wait some more.

Ta,
Bec

Yeah? Yeah. Yeah! (Possibly...)

I have been cleared (finally) to graduate. Glory be. I thought that last little incident was going to stop me dead (apparently I wasn't completely golden with admin. But I got a petition, and my copy of it is tacked to the wall above my desk. Signed by the dean...my release papers. Let's see them try and get past THAT kind of documentation...)

So, I'm graduating, May 16th at 9 in the morning. Ha! If I pass all my classes like a good little senior and don't lose steam halfway through. Or I get hit by a truck. Or...nope. Not even going to say it. Too much risk I could jinx this whole thing with my big mouth.

Arm is doing fine. I hate my cast-more every time I get an itch underneath that I can't reach. AUGH. I have 4 1/2 weeks to go, but I can pick up a glass of water with that hand so I must be healing underneath all this atrociously green fiberglass...

Also in 4 1/2 weeks, the yea or nay on whether I'm going to Vancouver, BC to get my Master's. Real nailbiter, this one. I can barely stand the thought of having to wait another bloody month. (I've been making the sordid joke lately that just as I get my cast off, I'll find out I'm going to Vancouver, rejoice, smack myself on something, and wind up in a cast for another 6 weeks for THAT...)

Besides, not much else going on, besides my grandmother losing her mind, me being pretty depressed (damn Wisconsin winter) and frustrated and trapped and lonely-seems like I have ceased to exist even more than I did already around here. What a surprise. Otherwise, everything is hunky-dory, A-okay, peachy, rosy, and a whole lot of other sick metaphors...

Sigh.

14 weeks. Freedom from undergraduate-ness forever.

Ta,
Bec