Festina Lente

This was a a favorite of my high school Latin teacher, the phrase "festina lente", and she applied it to the class from time to time. It means "to make haste slowly." In other words, I seem to making progress, but I'm sure not in a hurry about it.

It only took me a month to read less than a hundred pages and finally give up on The Yiddish Policeman's Union. I don't know if Faulkner is going to be any easier, but I would like to read another book or two before the summer is over, and I wasn't getting anywhere with that one.

I also decided today to finally get a handle on what schoolwork I need to do before September, all of it involving the library's website, and so now I have a plan for that. I thought I would have to go into school to use my computer there because I don't have FrontPage at home, but with a little creative thinking, I realized that I can log in remotely and do what I need on my school computer from home. This is good, because it's really only about five minutes of work -- changing three URL's in links to online reference sources that have been changed -- and really, when was I going to drag myself in to do that? My other school project is a great big one, I can do it from home, and if I don't finish by September, I'll finish it in school. I have many pages -- I'd guess 25 -- that provide links to various websites, all broken down by subject category. For example, I have a page called "Math" and it links to several math-related websites. Some pages have very few links, like math, and some, like science, have A Lot. Anyway, I'm transferring them all over to a site called PortaPortal, where all the subjects will be listed on one page and then have dropdown menus, more or less, to the actual website links. So that's a lot of work. And I've got a month.

I'm also keeping a two day food log, which I need to bring when I go to the nutritionist on Friday. So far, I don't think I'm eating anything weird, but I'm not eating anything good, either. I already have a list of my questions and concerns.

I won't know until tomorrow if I'm actually meeting those old friends. I wish I didn't have the doctor's appointment in the middle of the day, because then I could have made plans. It's not even a big deal appointment, just the annual follow-up with the cardiologist, and its not like I'm having any problems, but I made the appointment months ago and it's too late to change now. I'll see what happens.

WATCHING L/O: SVU :: ENTRY #1822
SUMMER BOOK #3: As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner