divine angst

I know I already decided on my future school—weeks ago, in fact. But I hadn’t sent my seat deposit yet.

Well, now I have. The check’s in the mail. I’m goin’ to law school.

Via Josh:

Despite what the countdown on the right says, Moving Day #1 actually starts next Friday. We have not started boxing stuff up. We have not reserved a moving van. We are totally unprepared.

Help!

Update: I reserved a moving van this morning. $19.95 for a fourteen-footer, plus (gasp!) a dollar a mile. Thank goodness the new apartment is only a mile and a half from the house. Still to do: stop by liquor store and beg for boxes. Check dumpster area at work for paper boxes. Actually start putting things IN boxes. Oh boy.

I think I’ve lost my mind.

This morning, on my way to work, I found myself somehow turned around and heading back toward home. I have to take an underpass turnaround to get onto the expressway I take to work; instead of going on the entrance ramp, I apparently changed into the access road, which took me straight back where I’d been coming from.

I obviously didn’t get enough sleep last night.

From BTQ:

1. Which Simpsons character are you most like?

Lisa. I admit it. I’m too uptight sometimes and when I act out, it’s usually to do something that’s not all that bad. I’m a huge geek, deeply fairly insecure, and horribly often misunderstood by many of the men in my life. (Not Mr. Angst. Just my dad and brothers from time to time. And my sister. And stepmother. Oh, nobody understands me. I’m a tragic figure.)

I don’t, however, play the saxophone.

2. Name a song you hate that is performed by a band you like. Name a song you like by a band you hate.

I don’t like this question. It makes me feel inadequate in my music knowledge.

3. What skills do you possess? Nunchuck skills? Computer-hacking skills?

I sing. I’m lightening fast with an Excel spreadsheet. I’m a crack editor. I cook. But I do not do plants and I do not sew, preventing me from being the ideal woman.

4. Coen Brothers or Farrelly Brothers?

Seriously? I have to choose? Look, when I want a movie that will make me think a little more—but also probably have some funny (if dark) moments (and I’m not sure if Miller’s Crossing has any of those, but it’s still amazing)—I’ll go Coen. When I want to wet my pants with laughter and completely zone out in front of a movie with a beer, I choose Farrelly. I can’t have one without the other. It’s not in my nature.

5. What do you predict will be the worst part(s) of the new Star Wars movie?

Is JarJar going to be in it? If not him, probably Natalie Portman, since Lucas doesn’t seem to understand that she actually needs, what’s it called? direction. I’m actually pretty excited about all the Palpatine/Anakin stuff that’ll be going on, but that’s largely because I figure Ian McDiarmid knows what he’s doing and Lucas can’t muck his scenes up too badly.