sunday again? no problem
May. 5th, 2024 06:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gnatpackI'm continuing my attempt at journaling on Sundays. And by continuing I mean I did this once and sort of immediately forgot. Maybe it's more of reviving than continuing? Who knows. Semantics.
As part of my radio training we have to provide 5 songs that can be played on the radio without us getting in trouble. Naturally, this has led to me coming up with a lot of great songs that you should not play on the radio under any circumstances. What kind of world do we live in where you can't even play I Wanna be a Homosexual by Screeching Weasel in the middle of the afternoon? This is the land of the free?
Worst case scenario I can drum up a few alt rock songs from the 2000s.
In other news, my flowers are starting to grow! They're just little seedlings right now, but this is better than the first time around that yielded only a single sad shoot. The big danger right now is keeping it alive; between squirrels and a chicken who has decided she's free range, it's a fight too keep things from being eaten or dug up. I wish it was more than just the one bed, but in order to plant seeds you kind of need dirt to grow them in. And I don't want to go gouging holes in the lawn digging up enough dirt to fill multiple flower pots.
I have enough work on my hands trying to plan a bathroom remodel. These kinds of projects make me feel... claustrophobic? It's something that has to be done because it's a shit bathroom, not because I just wish it was prettier. Which means my ideas are numerous and my budget limited. There's something deeply frustrating about having to make concessions that other people with better lives never have to consider.
But let's end on a positive note. In less than 72 hours I will be pretty much done with finals for the semester. There will be less than a month before my summer semester begins, but I'm happy when I get one week off. So three weeks is still pretty great. Plus once summer is over I'll be finished with all of my core classes, leaving only the ones related to my major left to deal with.
As part of my radio training we have to provide 5 songs that can be played on the radio without us getting in trouble. Naturally, this has led to me coming up with a lot of great songs that you should not play on the radio under any circumstances. What kind of world do we live in where you can't even play I Wanna be a Homosexual by Screeching Weasel in the middle of the afternoon? This is the land of the free?
Worst case scenario I can drum up a few alt rock songs from the 2000s.
In other news, my flowers are starting to grow! They're just little seedlings right now, but this is better than the first time around that yielded only a single sad shoot. The big danger right now is keeping it alive; between squirrels and a chicken who has decided she's free range, it's a fight too keep things from being eaten or dug up. I wish it was more than just the one bed, but in order to plant seeds you kind of need dirt to grow them in. And I don't want to go gouging holes in the lawn digging up enough dirt to fill multiple flower pots.
I have enough work on my hands trying to plan a bathroom remodel. These kinds of projects make me feel... claustrophobic? It's something that has to be done because it's a shit bathroom, not because I just wish it was prettier. Which means my ideas are numerous and my budget limited. There's something deeply frustrating about having to make concessions that other people with better lives never have to consider.
But let's end on a positive note. In less than 72 hours I will be pretty much done with finals for the semester. There will be less than a month before my summer semester begins, but I'm happy when I get one week off. So three weeks is still pretty great. Plus once summer is over I'll be finished with all of my core classes, leaving only the ones related to my major left to deal with.
