Today I am feeling much, much better, the only after-effects of yesterday’s nauseous misery being the fact that I am extremely dehydrated. Fortunately, there is no shortage of water and Gatorade. Mmm.
I was even productive! Nick and I took our cars to be washed and ended up driving to the one in Sunnyvale because the one here in Mountain View was closed, so that was a bit of an adventure. Well, nothing exciting happened, but we at least saw a little more of the area. Then we got oil changes, and then I even spotted a Pier 1 on the way back, so I stopped in to get some of those picture clips Christina had that I liked. Now I have to figure out where to put them.
I just realized that my windshield is clean at the moment, so it would be a great time to put more Rain-X on. “The invisible windshield wiper.” Heh. Yep, just another exciting Sunday afternoon here in California.
(9:42 p.m.)
I want to start taking pictures again. My poor camera has been sitting for far too long. The problem? I can’t find access to a darkroom. Apparently there is not a darkroom available for general student use at Stanford, and this fact disappoints me greatly.
Now that I’ve decided to take the NASA job and move to Houston “permanently” this summer, I feel sort of as if I’m spinning my wheels here at Stanford; my feelings about being here are very conflicted. I am glad to be getting my Master’s degree now, as I know I would have greatly regretted not coming to grad school if in fact I hadn’t come. Really, I have no regrets at all about coming here. But now I’m ready to be done, and since I know where I’m going next (to Houston), I just feel ready to get there, I guess. And yet I am not in a hurry to leave Stanford because in only four months, I have fallen in love with the area. I love living here, I love riding my bike around and running and even doing mundane things like errands.
I talked to Neal tonight. He wanted me to come to Flicks with him, but I declined the invitation. Since I was sick yesterday, I didn’t get anything done, and I have some reading that I really need to do in the next couple hours before going to bed. But I told him we should get together sometime soon, and I promised him I would go to Flicks next week. He is a nice guy, but I’m not sure what he wants from me, and I don’t know what I want from him. The last time we actually saw each other, he wordlessly conveyed the idea that he was interested in more, and then I blew him off for the rest of the quarter. I feel sort of bad about doing that. Still, I don’t know…though everyone is telling me I should date him for, if nothing else, the experience…I can’t explain it, but I don’t really have any interest in dating anyone right now. Maybe I’m too picky, or maybe I just have these unrealistic notions of finding the perfect person…maybe I’m just bad at dating. I guess I just think that dating someone should be easy, you know, it should just happen naturally. Then again, when has anything happened “naturally” in my life? I guess I’ll just see what happens.
