The Russian Lady can sing.

So, I work in the Student Union Building as an Office Assistant. Great job. I like it alot. Every once in awhile these two elderly russian ladies come in to use the computers that are alongside the wall across from my desk. One usually uses the computer while the other sits. I know they’re russian because I’m pretty sure that’s what they’re speaking. Anyhow, the other day the one that sits started singing to herself. She was humming a variety of tunes that I don’t know. I smiled and she kept singing, the other lady tried to get her to stop…it didn’t work. I guess when you’re elderly and russian you do whatever you want. She sang for about 10 minutes. It was great. By that I mean it was great to be surprised. It’s really cool when people surprise you like that. I think everyone has talents that you’ve never seen them use…but they still have them and then out of the blue they jump out at you like a elderly russian lady who can sing….She didn’t jump though. She was a bit fragile for that.

I got an A on my midterm for my sociology class today. It was nice to know that talking to myself for 2-4 hours about sociological theory has value. Otherwise I’m not just a verbal processor and an auditory learner. At that point I become one of those people who are a bit off. Perhaps I’m that already.

I got my the invitation to my brother’s wedding today. It came with a ostentatious sort of envelope covering. That is to say, there was an envelope in an envelope which was covered by a pink semi-plastic membrane…Weddings are complicated sorts of things. I’m in my brother’s wedding…I don’t quite know what to do…I hope I don’t do something embarassing like make an awkward speech or offend my brother’s future brother in law or something like that. I tend to be a bit out of control in places where there are too many people.

Shout out to Paula Green’s boyfriend. He’s a cool guy. We had a good conversation via the facebook recently. He’s got alot of good thoughts. I realized while I was talking to him about girls and such that it’s way easier for me to do things like this where I blog and think about how confusing girls are than it is to do something about it. I realized that for all my posturing I’ve never taken the time to pray about it. I think that what would happen if I did this would be one of two things: 1) God would tell me to be celebate…which would suck a bit. OR 2) He’d make a girl stand out…and then I would probably want to date her, but you know what…I’m scared of number two more than number one. I really would like to avoid being hurt again…but maybe it would work out this time…or not.