Home Again

... jiggity jig - I think that's what the little pig from my childhood random stories said...
I have just finished my penultimate quarter at UCD. I know penultimate is not quite the right word, but it's an awesome and seldom used word so I'll use it with glee. With. Glee. That's right.

I'm feeling very luxerious - I'm sitting on the couch at my parent's home in Chico, just having eaten a large breakfast, and hell, I'm still in my flannel PJs! I have an entire week all to myself just to be as lazy as I like. 'tis glorious!

I don't have to dress for work anymore, I get to wear what I like. I get to take the doggy for walks downtown. I meet up with my friends at CSUC for coffee, or more often, beer at either the Banshee pub or the Madison Beer Garden pub, both right next to CSUC campus. I've been able to run into my faculty friends in the archaeology department, who were all excited to learn that I'm going to be applying to CSUC for my Masters in '09.

I love being able to go to our very artsy awesome downtown and hang out with my cool artsy friends. But I'm also able to just stay at home, listen to music (right now it's a mix of Postal Service, Dispatch, and Gemma Hayes), and maybe go down into my workshop and work on random objects. I still have a 18th century seaman's chest that I'm finishing the oil painting on. I carved a crude "camp style" horse's head on my canteen skillet handle.

This weekend I get to reassemble my Civil War equipment and go to one of our awesome small reenactments, Knight's Ferry. It's a lovely site this time of year: old late '60's mill ruins, mill house, and a covered wooden bridge to camp in and "fight" over. Fighting is always lame in reenacting however - our Yankee ranks are not perfect to fight in, but I hate having to go stand in brigade with the Corn-feds. Last year they were the single most farbiest conglomeration of old rebels I'd laid eyes on, and I'm sure it's going to be exactly the same this year *sigh*.

What I wouldn't give to be in a nice hardcore unit, not just four or five scattered mess-mates who do it right...

But the event will be a nice way to end my break. Monday marks the first class day of my last quarter, so I shall be busy once more. Heh