the last few weeks
hello, i'm writing from michigan. i came home a little bit early, but i love it here because it's so easy! i probably should be working in boston, but oh well. for instance, this morning i got up and watched part of "maria full of grace" on the treadmill and then went to yoga with my mom (the first time doing yoga in awhile). to top it off, she bought tea for me, and then i took a really long, nice shower. last night, my dad cooked indian and i've been searching for a book to read....in fact, i think i'm going to go read this afternoon.
i drove home (fifteen hours) and took a day and a half to do it. on wednesday night, i stayed at the SKETCHIEST place near niagara falls, the blue falls motel. i was aiming to stay at the "bit-o-paris" motel, because i thought the name was funny and then i could say i was "staying in paris...well, a bit of if anyway." but after driving and driving, and with my heading spinning, i couldn't find it. so i ended up at this other one which looked straight out of the fifties, and later, i realized could have been the bates motel. and then my phone wasn't working, so i ran across the street to make a phone call and couldn't find a phone. finally, i got the attendant and he turned it on and i called dave to let him know where i was in case i got "raped, beaten, or murdered." the room was really tiny and my bed was right by a scantily curtained window. in all, i did not sleep well. i was going for cheap, but this was really cheap, only $30.
a week or so ago i discovered that i really am not used to drinking lately. i made several bad mistakes on one particular night: 1. being stressed out from the week behind me and deciding i needed a few drinks--quick. 2. ordering a long island iced tea because i hadn't had one in years, and deciding so what if it's a trashy drink since it has a bazillion shots in it. 3. pounding this drink in 10 minutes and then allowing dave to get me a gin and tonic. 4. going outside to smoke djarums with a few people. anyway....i ended up puking outside the bar...then outside dave's house...then in his bathroom. and i felt so much better after that! now i understand all the guys from college who would puke and then get up and start drinking again.
what else....my final critique went pretty well, but i'm dreading the semester to come. and the thesis show--i am going to be in the last show, sometime in mid may.
i'm still unsure about dave and i, but we'll see....i think that all the girls on the italy trip ought to go out and get some flirting done--i can't wait!
okay, well i'm off to barnes and noble or some other midwestern chain.
i drove home (fifteen hours) and took a day and a half to do it. on wednesday night, i stayed at the SKETCHIEST place near niagara falls, the blue falls motel. i was aiming to stay at the "bit-o-paris" motel, because i thought the name was funny and then i could say i was "staying in paris...well, a bit of if anyway." but after driving and driving, and with my heading spinning, i couldn't find it. so i ended up at this other one which looked straight out of the fifties, and later, i realized could have been the bates motel. and then my phone wasn't working, so i ran across the street to make a phone call and couldn't find a phone. finally, i got the attendant and he turned it on and i called dave to let him know where i was in case i got "raped, beaten, or murdered." the room was really tiny and my bed was right by a scantily curtained window. in all, i did not sleep well. i was going for cheap, but this was really cheap, only $30.
a week or so ago i discovered that i really am not used to drinking lately. i made several bad mistakes on one particular night: 1. being stressed out from the week behind me and deciding i needed a few drinks--quick. 2. ordering a long island iced tea because i hadn't had one in years, and deciding so what if it's a trashy drink since it has a bazillion shots in it. 3. pounding this drink in 10 minutes and then allowing dave to get me a gin and tonic. 4. going outside to smoke djarums with a few people. anyway....i ended up puking outside the bar...then outside dave's house...then in his bathroom. and i felt so much better after that! now i understand all the guys from college who would puke and then get up and start drinking again.
what else....my final critique went pretty well, but i'm dreading the semester to come. and the thesis show--i am going to be in the last show, sometime in mid may.
i'm still unsure about dave and i, but we'll see....i think that all the girls on the italy trip ought to go out and get some flirting done--i can't wait!
okay, well i'm off to barnes and noble or some other midwestern chain.