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...and now to south-central Ontario
Dec. 1st, 2007 01:59 amI get horribly sentimental in the evenings. I've already written a piece about missing people though, so now I must move forward onto other topics.
I had a great trip to Toronto. It was nice to visit with my sister, however brief the visit was. I even managed to babysit my niece without feeling completely inept. Hm, that's not true. I still felt like an idiot the whole time, but at least I was a capable idiot. On the way home I stopped in Peterborough and had some great visits with my professor friends. They both insist they like me and both do their best to help me figure out my life whenever I chat with them. I love them for it, because neither of them assume they know what is best for me, nor do they assume they even know what I do and don't like. Instead they talk to me about what they think I deserve, they speak to me as as a creature of equal intelligence and wisdom, and fundamentally they leave me with the feeling that, no matter what I do, they will support me in it as long as I am happy. That's what good friends are. That's what all my good friends are like, and that's what most of my family is like as well. I've been very lucky in that regard. It's easy to see why I miss my good friends so much...but there I go getting sentimental again.
In job news, I still don't know when I start, but have been told I'll know in the next two weeks. I'd like to stick this one out. I've also discovered a professor at Carleton University that studies post-1945 Germany (more specifically the experience of homosexual males), which I'm delighted about, since it's an area I've been interested in since third-year, and here this professor was in my backyard the whole time. I'm still not sure on the PhD front, but at least I have another person to whom I can pose questions.
This weekend I am going to Barrie to hear my Aunt sing. We are renting a car and I am driving. I must bring CDs! ...and pack... actually, seeing as how it's 2am, what I SHOULD do is sleep.
I had a great trip to Toronto. It was nice to visit with my sister, however brief the visit was. I even managed to babysit my niece without feeling completely inept. Hm, that's not true. I still felt like an idiot the whole time, but at least I was a capable idiot. On the way home I stopped in Peterborough and had some great visits with my professor friends. They both insist they like me and both do their best to help me figure out my life whenever I chat with them. I love them for it, because neither of them assume they know what is best for me, nor do they assume they even know what I do and don't like. Instead they talk to me about what they think I deserve, they speak to me as as a creature of equal intelligence and wisdom, and fundamentally they leave me with the feeling that, no matter what I do, they will support me in it as long as I am happy. That's what good friends are. That's what all my good friends are like, and that's what most of my family is like as well. I've been very lucky in that regard. It's easy to see why I miss my good friends so much...but there I go getting sentimental again.
In job news, I still don't know when I start, but have been told I'll know in the next two weeks. I'd like to stick this one out. I've also discovered a professor at Carleton University that studies post-1945 Germany (more specifically the experience of homosexual males), which I'm delighted about, since it's an area I've been interested in since third-year, and here this professor was in my backyard the whole time. I'm still not sure on the PhD front, but at least I have another person to whom I can pose questions.
This weekend I am going to Barrie to hear my Aunt sing. We are renting a car and I am driving. I must bring CDs! ...and pack... actually, seeing as how it's 2am, what I SHOULD do is sleep.
