what rhymes with "acquiesce"?

i'm not feeling so hot today, mostly because there's miscommunication, or a lack of even that, and, unfortunately, i'm not the most patient person. i also tend to take some small things pretty personally, which i know i need to not do. be that as it may, there's something to be said for coming through when one says he or she will, as it kind of implies to others how dependable he or she is. i think i'm more disappointed than anything else. i was hoping for crazy sushi st. patrick's day fun, with poker and basketball to cap the night. this probably won't happen. well, the sushi and the fun and the poker and the basketball will still happen, but probably not the crazy part, all because of getting wires crossed, or, as i implied above, not even crossing them at all. and way to go me, as i leave a terse message and later fire off an equally biting email. i don't like to be a complainer, i don't like to nag, and i consider myself a pretty independent woman (cue Beyonce) with an interesting life of her own. but come on. what am i supposed to do? i'm sure that there will be a remedy to this still-nascent spat, as well as the requisite kiss-and-make-up part. whee.

actually, i feel better now. i guess i needed to vent a lot. like i said, there's probably some valid explanation, blah blah blah, and i can get over it. now i really can look forward to a great night out with friends. i won't be able to down some green beer tonight though because i have to work tomorrow. it can be tiring to work on the weekends, but then again, it can be really good because of overtime. cha-ching!

i'm flip-flopping on phds again. since i've given up prime time tv for lent, a lot of time has opened up (duh), and i've already read samson agonistes, a good deal of petrarch, and the lais of marie de france. my trouble now is twofold; i need more books (nothing new there), and i like so much of so many varying periods that i have no idea how to narrow my research focus. it'd be nearly impossible to be an expert on the literature of the 9th through 17th centuries. again i ask--what's a girl to do?!! what a vexing question. of course, i could always make my way through the shakespeare plays and poems that i haven't read, but i'm not terribly interested in them. that's a good thing--at least i know i don't want to be a shakespeare scholar; there are too many of them, and, frankly, shakespeare bores me now. so, grad school is very up-in-the-air right now. we'll see. i'm make a decision sooner or later.