Tuesday, March 13, 2007
  Macy loved the beach

Originally uploaded by estacey.

What a cute pic, right? My sis & nieces left today. Man, I wish I could see them more often. I think they had a nice time, though, and am hoping Amanda will come visit me for a couple of weeks this summer. I'll take her snorkeling!

So I put down a deposit on this beach studio last week, and gave notice at my current place, as I couldn't foresee any reason why they would turn me down. The owner of the studio lives in Europe, so I wasn't expecting to hear back right away. Today I realized it had been nearly a week, so I called the owner's agent. It turns out some other dude was willing to move in right away (not April 1) so they gave it to him instead. Uhh. Thanks for letting me know!

Now what? This was so not what I wanted to deal with today; the prospect of moving was bad enough, but now... I guess I could just take my notice back, but how does that work? Then what about next time? And sadly, I really was looking forward to being fixed in one part of town, not driving all over.


In opposite news, I got a 90 on the paper I wrote for Film as Literature, "Fargo Humanizes the Crime Drama". Not perfect (I missed some important examples that would support my thesis), but still an A.

Some background: we have to write two major papers for the class. I had two months to do it. I thought it was due today. Sunday night (morning) at 1 a.m., I looked at the class site and discovered that it was due... at 1:00 p.m. Monday. So I worked on it for a bit that night, then again the next day but was distracted by dogs and kids and all that, so just really concentrated on it for a little over an hour before I had to submit it. And I got a 90. Long gone are the days I spend hours writing a paper, of being a perfectionist when it came to my writing. It was a sad discovery that I work well on that stuff under pressure, because it makes procrastinating so much more rational!

Update: Even better; turns out the 10 points were knocked off because my paper was 20 minutes late. Not because of the content. Ha ha ha!

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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

Location: Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States


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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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