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The name escapes me. I can feel the consonants on my lips and I push them around against my teeth with the tip of my tongue while my lips form the ghost of vowels, but I can't conjure the word, only the feeling.
Temperatures are so closely associated with feelings, the hot flush that comes with anger and embarassment and fear and frustration and sexual attraction. Cold isn't as immediate or intense, nor does it have as strong of associations. It's only heat that grabs us and shakes up our stasis. One never feels cold with joy, though I suppose contentment can be said to feel cool. When I'm cold, it's usually just paired with sleepy. Like now.
I'm a little perturbed with my school right now as they sent my registration materials to my old address. Why they decided to send them there after everything else was being addressed successfully to me, I don't know. And they're being fairly slow to respond with what I'm supposed to do (I e-mailed them twice and called once), though one thing I know I WON'T be doing is paying the $150 late fee for not getting my registration materials to the office my tomorrow at 1 pm, seeing as it's, as mentioned, tomorrow and I haven't received anything yet. I'm taking their lack of priority as a sign that it's an arbitrary deadline and I can turn it in as soon as I receive them. What more can I do?
This morning I came up with a brilliant holiday gift idea today, equal parts fun, thoughtful, and romantic. I love those moments of inspiration.
Temperatures are so closely associated with feelings, the hot flush that comes with anger and embarassment and fear and frustration and sexual attraction. Cold isn't as immediate or intense, nor does it have as strong of associations. It's only heat that grabs us and shakes up our stasis. One never feels cold with joy, though I suppose contentment can be said to feel cool. When I'm cold, it's usually just paired with sleepy. Like now.
I'm a little perturbed with my school right now as they sent my registration materials to my old address. Why they decided to send them there after everything else was being addressed successfully to me, I don't know. And they're being fairly slow to respond with what I'm supposed to do (I e-mailed them twice and called once), though one thing I know I WON'T be doing is paying the $150 late fee for not getting my registration materials to the office my tomorrow at 1 pm, seeing as it's, as mentioned, tomorrow and I haven't received anything yet. I'm taking their lack of priority as a sign that it's an arbitrary deadline and I can turn it in as soon as I receive them. What more can I do?
This morning I came up with a brilliant holiday gift idea today, equal parts fun, thoughtful, and romantic. I love those moments of inspiration.
