Last night Jason and I were vaguely lame and didn't do anything beyond watching cheesy 80s movies starring The Corys and eating Chinese food. This was my fortune:




This is quite accurate, actually, as Jason surprised me with reservations here for later this month to celebrate our 4 year anniversary. Crazy! In a way it does not seem like quite so much time has passed. It's hard to equate that amount of time with the amount of time I spent in Santa Cruz going to school. Perhaps because there haven't been quite so many drastic changes at every turn? Less people coming and going from my life? Less angst? I worry that I have not used this time to its fullest in a lot of ways, most notably due to the fact that I am no closer to knowing what I want to do with my life. But at least I have a partner now who will support me in whatever direction I go.

I've been feeling pretty reminiscey the last few months, but have been terrible at writing down what's been going on in my life recently. Keeping track of the people I'm seeing and not seeing. I'm always amazed at the connections between people who you would never guess to be connected. I wonder what other lines and dots have yet to meet each other. Today Jason was talking about a concert he went to in Santa Cruz in 2001, and I wonder if we didn't pass each other on the street. My flatmate, Rachel, went back to London for a few days and ran into our other flatmate, Mark, in a Tube station. Honestly, the chances of that happening are so completely minuscule, but these things do happen. We went to this music thing at the Chapel of the Chimes in Oakland a couple weekends ago, and Jason saw one of his thesis advisers from York. I mean, really, c'mon Universe!< (more)...