I’ve been lax in posting. Mea culpa.
Let’s see what’s been going on… first, the car. My car was eaten by rats. Again. That seems to have been at least part of the smell problem–they were trying to nest in the engine compartment. Ew. They had almost eaten through my radiator hose, so it was good I brought it in when I did.
The mechanic, whom I really do trust, said that he could still note a smell and that it might be from bad gas, so we put some fuel cleaner in to see if that helps. Fingers-crossed, I think it has. If it still smells, we’re going to have to consider catalytic converter issues, but he said he didn’t expect that to be the problem.
School is getting down to the end of the term, so I’m hitting panic here soon. I have so much to learn, I feel like. But I guess I usually feel that way at this time in the term.
I gave myself a little goodie to try and relax before the difficult last couple of weeks by going with a friend to an opening at the Contemporary Arts Museum and then to dinner last Thursday evening. Sadly, the exhibition was only meh, but dinner was quite good and, because my friend had picked me up, I got an evening out where I didn’t have to drive. The funny part of that story is that his vehicle started leaking coolant so we ended up swapping for one of his work trucks after dinner, rather than taking me home first (considering our relative locations, that was a wise move). The work truck was HUGE–18,000-pounds. Yeah, and me used to my tiny Miata. I’m pretty sure it would have fit in the cab of that truck… sideways. Wish it hadn’t been dark so I could get a pic of it– y’all would have laughed.
Breakdowns seemed the order of the day that day. My coffeemaker died that morning. Had to replace it immediately, of course:
It works well, although it has an annoying “coffee is ready” beep. Best reviews for the price balance, though, so I can live with the post-brew beepage.
Anyway, the next evening there was the CWSL new scholar schmooze-fest at Dean Smith’s home. His home is on Point Loma, down near the bottom, ocean-side.
With a nice sunset.
This is the same event I went to two years ago, as one of the schmoozees, but that event was in La Jolla at a trustee’s house. This one wasn’t as nice as that one (hard to beat halibut/filet mignon surf & turf!), but it was very nice nonetheless. Good conversations with potential students, profs, staff, and the dean. And again, brilliant marketing by the school, because what potential student doesn’t look at that view and think “I can get that?! Sign me up!”
At one point during the event I approached Prof. Weinstein, who teaches CivPro, who was talking to some candidates. He introduced me to the group by saying “She was one of my best students.” I was really uncomfortable with that, although I did do quite well in CivPro 2 and always enjoyed the subject. I replied, “That just because I’m a big geek,” before I even thought about the words coming out of my mouth. Must learn to stop doing that.
Anyhoo, for the rest of the weekend it’s been the books and planning out my new diet/exercise regime. This term has not been great for my body– I’ve gotten way too soft. So, regime-time! Especially since the pool is starting to warm up a bit and may be swimmable soon, if I buy a new solar cover, that is (to speed the warming). I’m a bit scary in the bathing suit. Poo. Plus the discipline of planned meals and exercise is good for studying and the associated exam stress.
And I’ll do whatever it takes to help with that.