I woke up on the first day of 2009 in a hotel room in Chicago. I was hungover. I was in a room with Mike and Tyler and I yelled a lot and made lots of bold statements about 2009! being! the! year!
I spent the first three months trying to finish a project which will end up at least being the jumping off point for a SMALL part of what will be an eventually published history of the university of memphis. it was a lot of work, i enjoyed it, and it made me see what being a historian is... kinda... like.
I spent April with Abby. Saw her for a little while, She broke up with me. I've talked about that.
I spent the next three months alternatively angry and frantic. I didn't understand what had happened and I didn't see a light at the end. I won't be any more dramatic than I usually am (which is a lot, I guess) but those were not strong months.
I spent the next four months finishing grad school work and patching over the damage I did to myself. It didn't turn out to be anywhere near as bad as I thought. She was special to me, but not as central to my well-being as I'd made her out to be. I probably STILL don't have the perspective I need on that one.
December is finishing my last papers and taking my oral exams. I'm a little worried about them, but I expect everything will be okay in the end, and I should finish my masters this month unless something goes really wrong.
There were highs and lows like any year. I miss Peoria, I miss other times, other places, but who doesn't?
I mostly twitter everything now. I'll probably never stop checking LJ, but maybe I will.
My real retrospective will be posted in the next few weeks at the music blog I write with a few good friends. You should check it out, if you haven't. http://www.mixographic.com We put a lot of work in, over there, and it's really special to me. If you ever have the time, glance through it.
I'm doing okay. Hope you are, too.
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