divine angst

Yesterday, I received a letter from GW that accompanied a copy of last fall’s alumni magazine.

I’m happy GW remembers me and is continuing to woo me via US mail.

I’m unhappy that no one else is doing likewise—namely, Northwestern, whose admissions packet is still MIA.

Also, Mr. Angst appears to have succumbed to the vile cold I had two weeks ago. He’s been pretty much out of it all weekend—but I guess it’s better that he can recoup on Saturday and Sunday than miss work, right? Doesn’t make the loss of a weekend any easier, of course.

At any rate, I’ve been sort of low key as a result—doing some reading (Book #2 is sort of dense, but terribly interesting, so I’m reading it very closely), cooking (yummy pot roast yesterday), and paperwork (taxes almost complete; waiting only on my investment information).

Basically, what I’m saying is that I haven’t had much to write about. I figure it’s better to write interesting and inspired posts than to ramble without point, so I’ve been avoiding rambling without point.

I do have a picture I’ll be sharing soon—it’s of my new friend Steve, who is a lion, and he’s fierce.