I've been dithering over this to-library-or-not-to-library argument for a few days now. Library = considerable hassle detangling the mass of cords protruding out of the back of my laptop, not to mention finding the laptop battery and lugging numerous casebooks (admittedly only across the street). Home = roommate that talks incessantly (to me, not just herself!) and a bihourly request to give wardrobe advice -- ignored, of course.
I'm sorry to say the roomie has not given up her personal mission to "change" me. I feel for her, honest I do; I feel like I've met and become friends with a good number of people, but I don't know if she has. Hence her insistence, and my reluctance, to go out. (We've mutually discovered that we're both combative and are generally used to getting our own way.) We still like each other -- but we're already starting to get a bit frustrated. The clearest evidence of this is that I started to clean the bathroom, which only happens when I'm feeling some domestic unrest.
The people here really are great, though. Obviously I haven't met all of them, and one could make the argument I just gravitate towards those that are more like me, but so far, they're all reasonable, intelligent, nice people. Thank goodness. I can talk to these people without feeling like my energy is dissipating out of my eyeballs! That doesn't change the fact that the only excursion I made this Friday night was for a walk around the block and a quick grocery run for pears and ice cream (frozen yogurt, actually -- never again), but it's still pretty impressive for my track record.
Has anyone ever tried Skype? I didn't have much faith in internet phones until I tried this. It's impressive, but probably because the phone that I'm using for real was rescued from Vanier and has pretty horrendous reception.
Being home alone is kind of nice. I can go to the kitchen without being called to and enjoy the sound of nothing for a little while. Judging from the number of people I've seen drifting in and out of the computer lab downstairs, I'm guessing I'm actually in fairly good company.
I'm sorry to say the roomie has not given up her personal mission to "change" me. I feel for her, honest I do; I feel like I've met and become friends with a good number of people, but I don't know if she has. Hence her insistence, and my reluctance, to go out. (We've mutually discovered that we're both combative and are generally used to getting our own way.) We still like each other -- but we're already starting to get a bit frustrated. The clearest evidence of this is that I started to clean the bathroom, which only happens when I'm feeling some domestic unrest.
The people here really are great, though. Obviously I haven't met all of them, and one could make the argument I just gravitate towards those that are more like me, but so far, they're all reasonable, intelligent, nice people. Thank goodness. I can talk to these people without feeling like my energy is dissipating out of my eyeballs! That doesn't change the fact that the only excursion I made this Friday night was for a walk around the block and a quick grocery run for pears and ice cream (frozen yogurt, actually -- never again), but it's still pretty impressive for my track record.
Has anyone ever tried Skype? I didn't have much faith in internet phones until I tried this. It's impressive, but probably because the phone that I'm using for real was rescued from Vanier and has pretty horrendous reception.
Being home alone is kind of nice. I can go to the kitchen without being called to and enjoy the sound of nothing for a little while. Judging from the number of people I've seen drifting in and out of the computer lab downstairs, I'm guessing I'm actually in fairly good company.
