|More being accountable. But also, an actual entry.
||[Sep. 18th, 2013|10:19 pm]
Apparently She's Easy
Today was full of all kinds of frustrations. Getting to the BnF was fine, but they've changed their reservations system, which is a bit weird. Probably an effort not to waste places on the 400 or so people a day who don't show up. Getting used to it shouldn't be too difficult. One of the books I ordered was completely useless, however, and more importantly, I forgot that this laptop needs the dongle in order to connect to a cable and so, having left the dongle at home, I was internetless at the library. Not insurmountable, but irritating.
So then, after successfully reading a couple things and glaring "I don't care" at another couple, I decided to call it a day early, since I needed athletic shoes for zumba. Left the BnF at 345ish, got to the bank at 423. There's a sign on the door informing all and sundry that they will not be allowing customers to take out cash after 430 today (no explanation). At 432, with two people at the counter and one in line ahead of me, I decide to cut my losses and try another branch down the road, even though my backpack is heavy and my feet hurt. Get there only to be informed that 1) I can only take out money in person at the branch where I opened the account and 2) because I cancelled my card via the web, and avoided any fees, there's a 475euro limit on withdrawals, effectively fucking my plans to take out 1000 to cover the two months' rent I'm supposed to be paying tomorrow. It also means that, because money is currently transferring in my American accounts, I can't take out any money at all today, which means I have 75euro to do all the things I need to do - including getting shoes, which, when nice Asics cost 160, is not going to be easy. I'm also now pressed for time, because Zumba is at 615, which means I don't have time to go running all over town because I also need to go home and change. Ended up popping into the cheapshit store where I bought my purse and at least one very bad umbrella, found a pair of black lace-up canvas things that smell immensely of chemicals for 23euro, and pronounced them satisfactory.
Zumba itself turned out to be pretty great, despite my late arrival. I am looking forward to the next two classes. I might also be able to find friends through it, who knows. It's hard not to smile when you're all sweating and looking like idiots trying to keep up with the teacher.
And then, to finish things off, I came home with every intention of cooking my canned duck only to find that I do not, in fact, have the right kind of can opener. So I ordered mediocre sushi instead. The end.
Big Things that Need Doing in Small Pieces
Due 10/15 (but really 9/15): Woodrow Wilson Fellowship application -
9 parts 3 parts totally done, 5 parts halfway done
Due 10/15: Revise prospectus - so many parts, but making progress
Due 9/20: Collecting visa renewal application documents - many parts, needs to come together tomorrow
Due starting 9/23: Revamp syllabus - choose texts, write up comprehension sheets, revise lessons, 2 of 13 done
Go to bank
Finish writing proposal
Research for the parts of the proposal needing revising/writing -
started Email two people
Put away clothes
So basically...the important parts of today didn't really get done. F.