Well, another semseter gone. Didn't do too badly, though my Italian final was dude! so much harder than the other tests he's given us. Ah, well, as long as I get enough to squeak by into second semester.

This morning, the view from TMCC was incredible. It was so cold, and there was this mist that nearly covered the valley floor, and there were clouds right down to the mountains, so all I could see were the mountains and the shapes of downtown and the foothills through the wisps of mist. Very surreal. Of course, I didn't have my camera with me.

This last week has just flown by. A busy end to the semester. Monday's concert went decently well, and I managed to pull off the cello quartet piece better than I hoped. I was so stressed over that silly little three minutes. That whole thing reminded me why it's so much easier to be a follower than a leader.

In between studying like mad (but not enough) for finals, I also tried my hand at portaiture outside of a controlled classroom. Jeni wanted me to take a picture of her and her cat for her Christmas cards. I had no decent light source and she laughed at me for making a production of it, but it didn't turn out that bad. I had forgotten how much fun photography can be. Stoopid work and school and lack of time.

And now that school is done, I have time to do my sparse holiday shopping and and really need to finish unpacking all the stuff still piled up in boxes in the dining room. I think I have a box on winter clothes somewhere in there.

Work's not been bad. Busy, and I have had it up to here (points to chin) with stupid calendars of ugly babies and children doing disgusting child things, but I really like working days despite it all. Am subtly resisiting their equally subtle attempts to ease me in project coordinating. I like keyoping, I'm good at it, so I'm staying there, by golly! It really is so very different from the last time that I worked days under Diane that there isn't a comparison. Yeah, some days are harder than others, and getting up early in the winter sucks ass, but I'm probably as happy as I'm ever going to be at work. My one regret is not working with Rue. Ah, those wacky graveyards hijinks!

No news, really. My life is so dreadfully uneventfull right now, but at least I'm healthy and not depressed. By summer my car should be paid off, and then I'll be able to put that monthly payment towards something neat, like a trip.

Off to mail my Christmas cards. Ciao.