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It's that time again, folks.

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2014 can die in a fire

It's that time again, folks.

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I never wanted to make a post like this.

My baby sister Emma died yesterday morning. She was eighteen.

I've always loved the theory that there are multiple universes, or alternate timelines. Maybe there's a world where she gets to grow up. A world where she becomes a doctor, or doesn't, and gets married, or doesn't, and has kids, or doesn't, whatever she wants. Wanted. I like the idea of a world where she's still alive.

And I would do anything to live in that world instead of this one.

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2013, or something like it.

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How to shop for clothes, the Jenni way

1. Go to a plus-size clothing website that combines multiple retailers' entire lines. Eliminate everything that is not your size.
2. Okay, that leaves us with about 20 items. Eliminate everything that is not black, because wearing things that are not black makes you crazy anxious, and you can make it through exactly three instances of friends and acquaintances greeting you with "Hey, you're wearing color!" before you get up, go home, and change clothes in a panic.
3. Now we're at closer to 15 things. Get rid of anything that is fitted or has a defined waist, since those don't work on you. Also get rid of anything sleeveless, since, no. And nothing that you can't wear a sports bra with, because that's all you have, because your body didn't get the memo that other fat girls' bodies got about developing a nice accommodating fat roll in the right spot for the bra band to rest on.
4. Okay, two things left. One of them is covered in ruffles, sequins, or both, and the other is out of stock until forever. It actually looks like it might be halfway okay (it is probably a weird length or has a strange hemline you hate, but them's the breaks), but before it comes back in stock, the company that makes it will go out of business, or discontinue the item. You might find it on eBay in a few years, used, for three times the original retail price.
5. Hooray, you buy nothing and continue to wear clothes that are faded and full of holes.

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Oh, 2012. You're so soul-crushing.

It's that time again, folks.

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Stuff and things and things and stuff

School
Oh, right. That's a thing. A thing that is mostly over for the semester, now, but still.
  • Practicum - This is the class that started first, since we all met for orientation before classes began. It's sort of a combination "how to teach" and support group for the first-time instructors. Everyone in the class has been pretty awesome, and we're all desperately clinging to each other, going "are you feeling as lost and terrified and incompetent as I am? OH THANK GOD." I suspect there is some sort of bonding through shared trauma thing going on.
  • Readings in Poetry - The students in this class are about half poetry and half fiction writers, and the point is to approach poetry from a craft perspective. The theme is "covers;" we're going over works inspired by other works. The paper for this class absolutely kicked my ass, and I wasn't the only one--my other classmates were roaming the halls looking shell-shocked the day it was due as well.
  • Poetry Workshop - Oh god I don't know what I'm doing. I've been writing pretty much nothing for the past few months, so I'm barely scraping by in workshop. I'm also painfully aware that I'm supposed to be putting together poems that can eventually work as a cohesive dissertation, and I am not so good at that.
  • ENG 101 - MY BABIES. Or my ducklings, as I also call them. Oh, they are such a group. I teach two sections, and they are so fascinatingly different. I have a couple minions, and a couple sassbuckets, but no actual problem students, which is lovely. I'm kind of sad that only three of them will be in my classes next semester. A few more have said they wish they were (and they might not even be sucking up), but I think the freshman advisors just funneled everyone to my class early on. On the other hand, this means that if next semester I suddenly affect a strange accent, no one will call me on it.

    I have one more paper, due tomorrow (which I am avoiding by writing this), and then some grading to do before the 17th. Once that's all turned in I am going to sleep so hard. So hard. You don't even know.

House
Another thing I'd like to do is finish unpacking; my house is currently an obstacle course of boxed furniture in the living room (there's a desk there somewhere) and a spare room full of boxes. My big bookshelves are in the garage; gotta get my more muscular friends to help me move those. I finally have pretty much all the furniture I will need (except maybe a TV and some chairs to put outside), so now it's just a matter of unpacking, assembling, and arranging things. I hope to eventually have some sort of housewarming party. Maybe after the new year.

Other
I started playing D&D! It's pretty rad. I just got my own dice (unfortunately they arrived the day after our last session for a while), which felt like leveling up in Nerd. The group is made up of other English grad students, and we do ridiculous and terrible things. For example, my character is a Gnoll bard who specializes in puppetry. Using puppets she makes from the bones of things she has eaten. It's... special. 
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House, or something like it!

Yesterday I drove by zee House (I need to name it something so I can properly tag posts about it). No one was there, so I went in and took a look around--also, pictures.
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Moving schedule is still up in the air. Currently it's looking as though the house will be finished for realz sometime in the next week or two, and hopefully closing will occur soon after. My best guess is that moving will happen around October 20th.

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Sooooo, remember how the plan was, I move in over Labor Day weekend and yaaay house and all that?
Yeah, well, that didn't happen.

First I received word that the building was behind schedule by about two weeks--permits took time and there was bad weather, and all that. I made grumbly noises, but there's not anything I can do. Then came Hurricane Isaac. While we didn't get hit with the hurricane proper, we did have three or so days of more or less constant rain (not really bad, just endless), which pushed back construction further.

What I am saying is, I am going to be in this hotel room forever. Maybe they'll let me paint the walls.

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Crazy Moving Schedule: Now With Less Crazy!

My family's contract fell through. So, as it stands now, they probably won't be moving before I leave for Mississippi.
Now, this is great for me, as it means one less major upheaval before... well, my major upheaval. Unfortunately it also means I can procrastinate with the packing, though I'm nearly done on that front. Just having a difficult time boxing up my art supplies, since doing so likely means "NO TOUCHY FOR AT LEAST A MONTH." Some of it isn't getting boxed; I'm just going to take it with me when I go, despite my parents' insistence that I will have ZERO time for anything but schoolwork and teaching preparation. Not sure they realize how close to "half" most of the assing I do truly is.
The panicking has more or less begun; the creeping realization that I am seriously under-read compared to (most likely) everyone else in the program. I haven't written papers in over a year, and even then I was terrible at it. My study skills are abysmal.

Current tentative schedule is: Leave for Hattiesburg on the 13th, various orientations begin on the 15th, classes start on the 22nd (I get to teach two classes and then take a poetry workshop; whatta first day), and in theory I should be able to move into my more permanent residence on the 1st of September.

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