Serendipity and Fear
Jan. 5th, 2002 03:09 pmYesterday on my way to visit Sonja, there was this guy on the T. He was fairly normal looking, kinda cute, twenty something. He got off at Harvard. And I kid you not, he was either scratching or picking his nose WITH HIS TONGUE.
I spent most of the T ride staring at him, torn between admiration of the dexterity and length of his tongue, and disgust at what he was doing. It was so weird.
While I'm posting, I might as well mention my latest source of 'angst'---I did some calculations, and unless I greatly misunderstand the nature of financial aid at Boston University's grad program, there's literally NO WAY I could afford it. In the best case (financially) scenario I could come up with, I was still short at least $6000 per year. Which makes me question whether it is worth applying to the program... if there's no way I can attend even if I get in, what's the point of spending energy on the application and paying the $60 fee? Dunno.
And thinking about that of course reminds me of all the uncertainty in my life. June is coming up, and beyond it is this great black abyss, a void my eyes cannot pierce. I have no idea what lies beyond it. I can't know, not yet. That's scary.
Anyway, I'm going to go work on my game or my novel or something productive like that.
I spent most of the T ride staring at him, torn between admiration of the dexterity and length of his tongue, and disgust at what he was doing. It was so weird.
While I'm posting, I might as well mention my latest source of 'angst'---I did some calculations, and unless I greatly misunderstand the nature of financial aid at Boston University's grad program, there's literally NO WAY I could afford it. In the best case (financially) scenario I could come up with, I was still short at least $6000 per year. Which makes me question whether it is worth applying to the program... if there's no way I can attend even if I get in, what's the point of spending energy on the application and paying the $60 fee? Dunno.
And thinking about that of course reminds me of all the uncertainty in my life. June is coming up, and beyond it is this great black abyss, a void my eyes cannot pierce. I have no idea what lies beyond it. I can't know, not yet. That's scary.
Anyway, I'm going to go work on my game or my novel or something productive like that.