Saturday, September 04, 2004
Having spent the past hour in the business centre catching up with online stuff, I feel somewhat more in touch with the world, sad as that may be.
An hour ago, the day seemed sunny and mild. It is now raining torrentially, and I fear I cannot make it outside and back to my apartment -- or even to my car -- without getting thoroughly soaked. I also realise with much dismay that my art supplies are sitting on my balcony unguarded -- paints, brushes, gesso... and the beginning of my painting. The thought makes me sick to my stomach. I also feel like kicking myself for assuming the weather would be fair. We all know what happens to people who assume.
Birthday wishes to Alec, who is currently in Venice. I am envious.
I've spent the past few days alternating between work, partying, arranging the new place, and catching up with school-related things. Jon is officially gone -- he left yesterday for Colorado. We took him out on Thursday and got him completely wasted, so I hope his drive home after that night wasn't too horrid. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) I think he was too drunk to remember my teary goodbye, but I did promise that I'd be making a trip to visit Jon and Chris sometime in the next year. I need to get his e-mail address and send him the reading list he asked me to compile; he tells me that he'll have lots of spare time to read, which is good because I have lots of novels to suggest.
School is going well. The Shakespeare class is turning out better than expected; the sociology course is less lecture and more discussion than I thought; and I am enjoying the American novels we're coursing through. Lots of seduction, incest, and suicide. Art is what I really need to catch up on -- but I will.
Speaking of art -- the rain has apparently stopped, which means I need to go check on the state of my balcony.
Internet arrives on Wednesday. I'll be back full-time then. :)
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