Monday, September 2
i wrote this but it was erased but i'm waiting for an e-bay auction to end so i'll write some more even though i'm not feeling very motived to.
back to swat. i've been doing a lot of walking (through the rain, through the nice), but not a lot of computer activity. hence. what do you want to know about?
my room is fantastic. i've got a southwest view of roof and worthyard, a crumbling wall, stereo and sanctuary. my possessions haven't all trickled in yet (joanne and ken sharpe helped me evacuate the b-house yesterday, but i didn't take my stuff out of storage, so that will have to be tomorrow,) but the room is in use.
i am without a social focus, as often. but (apart from conversations with ester) i find myself in groups: [claudia danielle alison dan dave etc.] at a birthday party in h'well basement with strawberry cake and champagne; [ester stef addie sarah etc.] in a tangle of bodies watching the graduate in utacs last night; [ben blair mara] at breakfast this morning.
and, dip, which was terrific - i was there at midnight, shortly joined by [nori alyssa jenny amelia roban paul ed], and as we got out a while later, another group of maybe 15 people showed up to dip, few of whom i knew. the tradition, apparently, is alive and well. and so so pleasant too - it was a little bit cold for august, but still warm for dip, and most enjoyable.
at the activities fair yesterday, itself a madcap romp of activity, i "tabled" for dip (on nori's urging), soundmachine (with joel, once matt had racked up his ifrb signatures) and scrabble (in absentia.) we'll see what comes of those. i wore a squ sticker that said "save the homos."
today was classes: day one. i had three. nice and low-key. french was like old times with only a few new faces - since i knew tout le monde i was paired for a partner presentation with a chemistry prof. yoga was very pleasant, despite being awfully scheduled during the lunch hour. and hopefully i can take it. american contemporary composers was also very mellow, a good group, and a cool syllabus (they mean contemporary literally - all the composers we study will come in to talk with us.) so that's good. tomorrow is bach and shopping (literally and metaphorically.) rae's coming. and that other one later.
she's mine.
alive aloof. beautiful mutual. amorphous friendly. hall meeting at nine.
put your ear up to the radio
you know more than you think you know
back to swat. i've been doing a lot of walking (through the rain, through the nice), but not a lot of computer activity. hence. what do you want to know about?
my room is fantastic. i've got a southwest view of roof and worthyard, a crumbling wall, stereo and sanctuary. my possessions haven't all trickled in yet (joanne and ken sharpe helped me evacuate the b-house yesterday, but i didn't take my stuff out of storage, so that will have to be tomorrow,) but the room is in use.
i am without a social focus, as often. but (apart from conversations with ester) i find myself in groups: [claudia danielle alison dan dave etc.] at a birthday party in h'well basement with strawberry cake and champagne; [ester stef addie sarah etc.] in a tangle of bodies watching the graduate in utacs last night; [ben blair mara] at breakfast this morning.
and, dip, which was terrific - i was there at midnight, shortly joined by [nori alyssa jenny amelia roban paul ed], and as we got out a while later, another group of maybe 15 people showed up to dip, few of whom i knew. the tradition, apparently, is alive and well. and so so pleasant too - it was a little bit cold for august, but still warm for dip, and most enjoyable.
at the activities fair yesterday, itself a madcap romp of activity, i "tabled" for dip (on nori's urging), soundmachine (with joel, once matt had racked up his ifrb signatures) and scrabble (in absentia.) we'll see what comes of those. i wore a squ sticker that said "save the homos."
today was classes: day one. i had three. nice and low-key. french was like old times with only a few new faces - since i knew tout le monde i was paired for a partner presentation with a chemistry prof. yoga was very pleasant, despite being awfully scheduled during the lunch hour. and hopefully i can take it. american contemporary composers was also very mellow, a good group, and a cool syllabus (they mean contemporary literally - all the composers we study will come in to talk with us.) so that's good. tomorrow is bach and shopping (literally and metaphorically.) rae's coming. and that other one later.
she's mine.
alive aloof. beautiful mutual. amorphous friendly. hall meeting at nine.
put your ear up to the radio
you know more than you think you know
