January 9, 2009: The beginning

Today I finished my thesis. This is GOOD because I have been working on it forever and it has weighed heavily on my mind. This is BAD because it completely eliminates my excuse for about 90% of the things that I  have avoided, evaded, forgotten, or delayed.

I guess that means that this is the beginning of my journey into the blogosphere (no, I don't know how you really spell it). Readers can look forward to brief snippets of insanity (which I prefer to call "quirkiness") in the form of lists because that's the way I roll. 

Today I spent the morning at The Ugly Mug. I have lived and lounged there off and on for the last three years. It's a comfortable place with free wi-fi and unpretentious baristas. The coffee doesn't suck. Even though the music isn't always my cup of tea, and sometimes the noise level is beyond jet-engine loud, I have always found comfort in the fact that not one decibel of that noise has anything to do with me. That is why I wrote my thesis there. It has always amazed me that even in an empty house the laundry, the dishes, the dust and the toilets can call to me at a deafening level every time I sit down to work on my research.

Today I sashayed up to the counter and announced to the lovely and competent wait-people that I was finishing my thesis. I was greeted with an enthusiastic Up High five and a free cup of coffee. Now I am feeling REALLY, REALLY bad that I have never even learned the names of the people who fueled my creative energy.

OK.  I'm exhausted. I'm meeting my parents for mediocre Chinese food and a stiff drink.

Go well friends and readers. Go well.