Who am I?

(Can you tell my papers are all done and I've got an academic lull coming? I'm posting here two days in a row!)

I had the most bizarre experience this evening. I'd just come back from supper, and I was rather pumped from post-Vespers, post-Mass, end of the week euphoria, and I popped into the washroom momentarily for the obvious reason. Without dwelling on that, as I was washing my hands and ready to dash off to my next big adventure (visiting Classic-Castle), I happened to notice that a bit of my hair was out of place, and looking at myself in the mirror, I had the thought "huh. I forgot about him."

Him?

I "forgot" about me.

Or, rather, I forgot about what I had looked like all day. Now, if I may say so, I was looking rather sharp today in matching sweater, tie, dress pants and shirt (a brown/black-blue combination in various shades)--not that looking sharp had anything to do with my remembering or forgetting. It was simply that it struck me rather forcefully how little I have a visual perception of myself.

Combined with my really confused perception of time (too much Kant, existentialism, and late-semester time dilation going on), it's made for some rather odd, inexpressible, thoughts of late.

On the Eve of Advent

Whoa! Has it been a while since I've checked in here! Too much going on, I guess. Though, that being said, I don't really feel like very much has happened that's worth touching on since I last posted. I mean, all that's really happened is that I hit a curb in my car and had to pay more money than I'd've like to fix it, but that over and done, and really doesn't prompt anything other than a comment on the fact that it's now really and truly winter in Edmonton. I mean, we've had snow before this fall, but as of Sunday (when I hit the curb) it seems to have come to stay, coupled with a nastily cold snap in the weather. Although the first shock of cold always leaves me in dread and I loathe having to drive on snow at first (justified, given this week's experience), I really don't mind it now that it's shown up. Unless my car doesn't start or I REALLY freeze walking from my car to the building, it's beautiful and makes you feel alive.

So, that's what has passed... what's coming up?

Well, lo and behold, classes end in less than a week. Tuesday is my last day of class, and I'm done my Finals December 12th. I can't say how eager I am to be done the semester, and to be free! A week ago I was really, really looking forward to heading home as soon as my last Final was over... but now I'm not so sure. I'm tempted to stay in Edmonton until Saturday, giving me a few extra days before leaving for Olds; and it's not that I don't still love the feeling of being home around Christmas... it's just the realisation that come December 28th or so I'm going to be nuts to get out of the house and back into the Seminary, at least if last year's any indication. That's a LONG time to be back home, and my social life would not suggest that I have a heck of a lot to do in Olds other than family. I transplanted almost 100% completely from Olds to Edmonton, and there's little enough reason to go back now, other than family.

Ah well, whichever I choose to do, I can't wait until December 12th, and that becomes the chief of my worries. Right now, I still have more important stuff to consider.

Updated

Wow... it's more than two weeks since I last posted, and not due to any lack of action in my life, either in the events part of things, or along the mental front. It's a mark of how busy life's been, I guess. Midterms, Term Papers, Seminary Stuff, Philosophy Club... there's a lot going on right now.

Indeed, the only reason that I making myself post tonight is that I've just come home from Olds with my family's old computer, which (though seven/eight years old still beats the one I had) I've been reorganising to suit my idiosyncracies--which of course involves getting my Bookmarks set up in Firefox. Hence, I'm here, and feeling guilty. But the more of this non-school stuff I clear up today, the more time I can (theoretically) devote to working on homework tomorrow. (Due to "Reading Break", I have an extra day off tacked onto the end of the long weekend.)

As already noted, there's a lot I could write about, but little comes to mind. Everything is a blur right now... I can't believe it's already mid-November, and I'm utterly frightened about how little time I have left before I have to hand in my term papers. Next thing you know we'll have snow (it's been REALLY late this year), then Finals, then Christmas, then the New Year... and then all over again.

Time fascinates me, really... and amazes me. In clearing out the deadwood on the computer I was browsing through old files before I clearcut the folders that aren't mind, and there were copious reminders of how fast time has flown. I still remember when the computer was not a part of my family's life at all, but that's seven years ago now, just for the computer I've inherited, and a couple years more for the first computers we had.

Wow... just... wow...