The Books in My Life
after doing some redecorating around here last night (aka avoiding, at all costs, opening the gre book that ABN bought for me last week) i decided today was the day. it’s like the swimming – the longer i wait, the less likely i am to ever do it. so i trekked to noe valley (at least i could be in my happy place) bought an iced-tea, took out my composition book and my mechanical pencil and took a very deep breath. and then, the hives started. all over chest – not like it wasn’t expected. i brought a hoodie for this very purpose, so as not to scare the small children and their mothers who were sitting at the tables that surrounded me. i zipped up my sweatshirt and pulled the hood up over my eyes (ala RACHELHESS). but i made it through the first two chapters – quite an accomplishment. the first chapter did give me heart palpitations, it focused on the test itself – my biggest issue so far seems to be the idea that this test is administered on a computer…and you can’t go back. the second chapter was all about analogies. turns out, i don’t have such a great vocabulary (elegy…new to me). but after reviewing the tricks offered, i didn’t do too badly (8 out of 10 on my very first try). next up – reading comprehension (can i get a refill on the ativan?).
to reward myself – i went and got a mani-pedi. with my new job i decided i should keep things
neutral and traded in my bright red fingers and toes for pale pink. i know, so not my usual but i figured it would last longer and then if i decide to wear open toed shoes i don’t have to worry about the match-factor (yes, i think about these things…if i have pink toes i don’t wear my red shoes and vice-versa…because i have that too). the lady who did my toes kept asking if i was sure i wanted such a light color which OF COURSE made me second guess my decision, and every other decision i had ever made. but i decided to follow the logic of the gre book – and go with my first instinct.
since moving to sf i’ve done quite a bit of reading (and tv watching but that’s besides the point). i just finished autobiography of a face (and before that truth and beauty). this thing sometimes happens when i read a book and i get super into it and can’t put it down and then ABN asks how i liked it and i sorta say…eh. not the case this time…i LOVED this book. it was beautiful and heartbreaking and while that seems totally cliche the book was the exact opposite. next up, omnivore’s dilemma…
Thank you 
