ciao
Hello! I am in Rome! It is pretty sweet. I don’t really feel like writing about it, but I’m doing a doodle diary and I’m trying to flickr photos as I go, to avoid the dreaded mass-uploading, so here are some:
sudden pressure change
Today’s my last day at work till school starts back up. Tomorrow we’re moving everything out of the appartment to my parents house. Friday I have to tie up all loose ends. Saturday I leave for Rome. Alot of people are already there.
It’s a little weird cause even though I’m excited to be going, I don’t really feel it right now. I’ve also forgotten just about all the Italian I was suppose to learn in the spring.
I would LOVE to go to this Pictoplasma Conference. It looks so cool. Maybe next year, when I’ll hopefully be fully employed at a place that pays to send me to cool conferences.
My apartment is pretty much all packed up, except for things I need these next couple of days. It’s amazing just how much of it I really don’t need, makes me sort of want to just get rid of it all.
I got a new domain name a while ago for a soon-to-be portfolio site! There’s nothing there now but it’s going to bee www.SeeJayne.com. I think it’s fun, and I’m totally excited about working on it some more when I get back.
awkward horse
mao
mother goose
Pics
New photosets!
Hiking with my bro and his friends:
and Shayna’s wedding:
squeezing
That’s what my uterus is doing right now, and it’s not pleasant. UHG! I just want to lay down and not do anything.
Also, how do people work full time, all the time? By the time I get home I’m too pooped to really do anything other than eat food and plop on my couch. How do full timers find the time & energy to do anything creative for themselves?
I have a lot of working, researching, packing, and moving to do all before I move and then go to Rome in two weeks. I’m starting to get a little stressed out.
I’m cranky and tired working.
mountains and marriages
I went hiking with my bro (& his girlfriend, his friend, and his friend’s fiancee) on Saturday. We headed up Mt. Index to this cool lake with a big rock where we ate lunch. It was a little weird to find out everyone there but my brother was around my age. I don’t know why I assumed that if I was hanging out with my bro and his friends they’d mostly be his age. I guess it doesn’t really matter, it’s just weird cause I still felt like the youngest, even though I wasn’t.
His friend & his fiancee are getting married in January, I think on her 21st birthday. So many people engaged or married now. We all went down to Shayna’s wedding on Sunday. It was a pretty nice little back yard wedding, pretty causal but still really cute. I think it was a better way to go than the big expensive productions that my sisters had.
When people I knew started getting hitched it seemed really weird to me. I guess mostly because nowadays it just seems really young. When adults tell me they were married around this time, I sort of just think “Well, yeah ok, that was a long time ago. Things are different now. More women are able to get higher education and have all sorts of options now.” So the fact that so many people are still getting married at my age seemed strange.
But some things haven’t really changed that much. College is still when a lot of people are finally figuring out who they are. (Maybe. Maybe not, I’ve also heard you don’t figure yourself out until you’re like 30 or something. But I guess I don’t know about that yet). College is still a big opportunity to meet a lot of other people, especially people with similar education levels, socio-economic levels, and overall similarities.
Of course, college is also when you’re typically broke all the time, which is probably the main reason I think it’s weird people are getting married already. I would think people should at least be able to support each other first. I mean the whole notion of girls just belonging to their fathers until they get passed on to their husbands is so 1950s, although they still do that thing at weddings where the father gives away the daughter. But that’s weird, I don’t like the idea of being a baton.
But anyways, I realized that has nothing to do with age I suppose. It’s more just about responsibility. It’s sort of like why you shouldn’t get a pet if you won’t be able to take care of both of you (I know plenty who take better care of their pets than themselves, or vice versa). Not that I’m saying getting married is like getting a dog.
Yeah I dunno, I’m just rambling.
