No. 113: Oh! Darling

So--

I finally saw Across the Universe and while it wasn't as good as it could've been, it was still visually stunning with some great singing and generally awesome acting. Dana Fuchs as Sadie was incredible and T.V. Carpio singing "I Wanna Hold Your Hand" is one of my new favorite things.

Driving to NC either late late tonight or early early tomorrow for MY HOMEBOY'S WEDDING! Not thrilled about the driving, but that's alright. Hopefully Geof can drive for a while and I'll get a nap in. It'll be so nice to see everyone, especially KP. And I severely miss Brian.

Watched Yellow Submarine again last night with Carlos, Red and Greg. A-mazing. Forgot how great that is, and the dialog is actually surprisingly witty.

Anyway-- I haven't been awake for very long, and I have a class at 12, but the conversation I just had makes me quite smiley so I thought I'd share it and then go off to Expos (Woot).

hannahannah: I've been good to my immune system lately, so hopefully it'll be good to me in return.

Boupell: well thats what i thought!

hannahannah: haha, i take immune booster!

hannahannah: and drink vitamin water like it's goin' out of style.

hannahannah: ... but yeah. i hope i don' t get sick. i'm the most lethargic sick person in the world.

Boupell: yea

Boupell: it would be nice to just do nothing for no reason, instead of because you're sick

hannahannah:exactly

Boupell: thats kinda unrelated to what you said, but I'm standing by it

hannahannah: haha, i'll back it up with affirmation, no worries.

Boupell: thats why i like you

hannahannah: plus... CUTE!

Boupell: well....

Boupell: sure

hannahannah:ouch!

Boupell: jk!

Boupell: i was being ironic, flirty.

Ah, the "ironic, flirty".

Anyway-- have to catch a bus after class to get my car. Kind of a pain, but I'm alright with it. Not a long bus ride, and I can start writing my anecdote for Non Fiction. Kind of excited about that class, actually. Have to go in on Monday and talk to Glen Blake (Writing Sems adviser). He was frowny with the prospect of my leaving Hopkins. I'm leaning away from coming home, now, though. I kind of like the thought of living in a one bedroom in the Marylander and just getting through the next two years with flare. Perhaps. We'll see.

Off to the land of Expos.

H.

no. 107: couples and other thoughts

a brief note:

with the exclusion of barber and nivia

happy couples threaten my gag reflex.
parade around somewhere else, where those of us who aren't so blissfully endowed can't see you and be made even more bitter.
thanks.

an aside: my expos class should be good, although it's 90% pre-meds who also love the classics. so basically studyholics.
i was running late (trying to cram oatmeal toast into my stomach and finish a cup of tea for breakfast) and so flustered that i looked at the wrong room number on my course list for expos. so i walked in on an IFP I class, taught by one of the first years (tall, pretty girl with dark curly hair whose name I CANNOT remember, but whose poetry was delightful). My idiot-o-meter peaked and had I not been so out of it, I would've been highly embarrassed. How do they teach?! I don't understand it. It would wrack my nerves. I would probably end up covering it by being initially arrogant and self important to an excess (not at all like someone I know).

so: gotta buy groceries and then having coffee with Lane at Carma's when he gets back from DC. Much talk of Radiohead and Tool. And hopefully news that Dr. Mathews is now single.

I'm torn between really missing home and being really glad to be OUT of NoVa. Things with friends and such are a little crazy but I'm done being dragged down with it. There used to be omerta among the NoVa family (excuse my mafiaism) and now-- well, no honor among the criminally insane, I suppose. Whatever.

Have to finish The Death of Ivan Ilyich tonight (for the third or fourth time). But this reading is actually more interesting than any other time I've gone through it. Oh Tolstoy, you sly dog.

H.