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it’s been my privilege to begin school again this week, and let me tell you how excited i am about this. let’s start with my schedule. i get three days a week with no class, during which i get to relax instead of going to class. relax with a full work day that is. it’s really quite envigorating. who needs free time, this is college!

there’s so much more to be happy about too! tuesdays and thursdays, which are the days i do get to go to school instead of relaxing, begin in a classroom at 8am! thank goodness the school has kept me from wasting my morning away doing something like getting rest, or perhaps pursuing leisurely activities, and has seen fit to kick my day off right with a dull and overly demanding class on management strategy. they’re so good to me, looking out for my interests like that.

but it gets better! the two classes following, the ones pertinent to my area of concentration at my beloved business school, promise to be very challenging and teach me a whole lot. i mean, why else would they be comprised of 80% sorority girls and 15% frat guys? i can only take it as a sign that these are definitely the kind of courses i will get a lot out of. thank heavens i didn’t end up in one of those “fluffy” majors where they hardly teach you anything of substance, and you don’t even really do any work. that would just kill me!

so anyhow, i’m so glad to be back in school. i bet i’ll learn so much this last year of classes, i’ll be twice as great at whatever job i might get than i would be if i started today. heck, maybe even three times as good, i’m just going to learn so much!

oh well, better get some rest — gotta get up and go to work tomorrow and try extra hard since i don’t get to go in on monday what with this stupid holiday and all.

[now hearing this: nada. goodnight.]

has it really been that long? sneaking up on two whole weeks without a single written word, and only sparse ones in the weeks before that? i’m rusty. i’m out of tune. my legs are shaky. i’ll have to ease back into it.

but oh, there’s so much to tell. i bought a car last night. i got a new internship today that could be of the leads-to-career variety. so much growing up is being done in such a short time, it’s given me a bit of a headache.

and with all the big steps up i’m trying to take here, all i really still want is someone to share my big new bed with, if even for a single cozy evening. it just seems such a waste to have so much mattress space for one lonely person.

anyhow — the dsl has been integrated into our fine new household. collapsing should be fully operational again very soon. i just have to get my sea legs back.

[now hearing this: the melange of several roommates’ worth of music floating down stairways and across halls. i love our new house.]

blogging from my room because we finally looked up the university dialup number. the ETA on our DSL is tuesday now, and the closer we get the more i realize i’m looking forward to being hooked in again. it sure will be nice.

still hanging in there — lots of things floating around at the moment but nothing’s getting nailed down really. i might be about to switch to a new internship which doesn’t pay, which means i may need to find a second job, since i may be buying a car soon. i may have to reconfigure my school schedule because i may or may not be able to get into the classes i planned on getting into to complete the minor i might not be able to finish up before next spring. and of course there’s the senior-year question of what exactly do i want to happen to me when the college adventure wraps up in 10 months.

things are pretty decent though. great big 21st birthday party tonight for a dear friend, and more dear friends are finally moving into our house here this week, so this place will be full and fun-filled before you know it. and possibly the best part is that i think i’m back on the upswing after a certain pivotal evening — sometimes i think a few words or a single look can be all it takes to snap you out of something and set you back on track. so it’s back to living it up and looking for trouble (i.e. girls) just like it should be. at least mostly.

soon i’ll be fully connected and we’ll be back to daily writing (i can’t wait) and songs of the week (i bet you can’t either) and all the collapsing you know you miss. i know i do.

[now hearing this: recover demos on mp3. scrumptious.]

i think they tried to deliver our dsl modem yesterday, but no one was home to sign for it. we’re getting closer, but still not there. it’s sort of aggravating, but mostly i don’t think about it or mind so much.

and i’m going to look at more cars tonight, i think, which will be super duper fun for sure.

still without connection in the house. i miss blogging. i miss reading blogs. how are you? hopefully well. how am i? pretty alright. things are fine, the new place is excellent, the internet might be up in about another week or so. then my trusty laptop will be able to connect me to the world once again.

car shopping and beachgoing and tons of fun planned for the weekend. well, not tons, but sufficient portions to satisfy my appetite i suppose.

carry on, see you soon.

in the few minutes between very urgent phone calls, while leaning back in his black leather executive’s chair and scanning the city below his office window (several dozens of floors above ground level), he takes a second to think back to when this all began. he might not have always been the type of person who felt extreme satisfaction when his title leapt from VP to SVP; and it could have been possible — at some point in the distant past — that he would never have become this person at all. he remembers the awkwardness of getting a phone call on his brand new cellular phone (years past most people’s adoption of the new technology), while at his job, from a human relations person at one of the country’s largest advertising agencies. the embarrassing dilemma of trying to arrange an interview for a better position while sitting at the desk of your current one. but he managed, and the interview time was set. this could be the big first step, he remembered thinking.

but maybe it started before that. maybe he would never have come this far, and his office would never be nearly so high off the ground, if he hadn’t let her go. it wasn’t his choice of course, but you can never fully escape thinking that it was somehow your fault that she wanted to leave, can you. reality has a tendency to blur in those situations.

it’s nice to have so many extra rooms in his apartment, such a mammoth television screen; and his car does go very fast when the traffic is thin enough. but things could be drastically different today if not for what happened back then. values, decisions, paths in life — all totally dissimilar to the ones he had chosen, which happened to lead to this wildly successful career. he was proud of how far he’d come, how high he’d risen, how well-dressed he could afford to be, there was no denying it. but anyone might wonder how things would be different if things hadn’t fell apart with her; if he’d done or said just the right things that one summer…

but then the phone starts to ring, and he snaps forward to answer it, because he leads a very important life.

internet-free living situations wouldn’t be so bad really if i could just keep up with the blogging somehow. i also miss reading them, which i don’t even really have time to do at work here. so this is just another quick update. tonight we have to be fully out of the old apartment which means i can’t even go back to use the laptop there, and will have to make friends with a campus computer lab for the next week or two until the DSL man hooks us up. boy will that be nice.

until then i’ll probably still be scarce. the house is looking to be outstanding though. some minor touch ups are needed, and i need a few things to make it officially homey (such as a coffee table, a dresser, and other such basics), but overall — quite satisfactory. and i feel so adult having our own non-university-owned place finally. i’ve even recently purchases such terribly mature items as:

–a vaccuum

–a futon

–a towel bar for the bathroom

also 8 cinder blocks to raise the couch behind the futon up high enough to see the tv over the futon for official stadium seating arrangement for movie/tv viewing, but i don’t think that’s so much a mature purchase as it is just a brilliant one.

[now hearing this: shiner – lula divinia]

quick update between loads from old room to new room:

thursday–off work; moved all day.

friday–went to work, came home, moved all night, then saw my very favorite girl briefly. (sigh).

saturday–in progress. moved for a few hours. beach trip and barbeque planned for this afternoon, because i need a damn break from all this moving. then: more moving.

yeah, not a lot worth sharing. in a week or so though, once everything is squared away with this new place, and i’m sharing a big house with my favorite people in the state of california, things are going to simply amazing.

so that’s a plus.

[now hearing this: nothing, because my computer is the only thing really left here in the old apartment (which still has an internet connection, whereas the house will not have DSL for another week or two)]

call me a slacker. go ahead. i make no apologies. it’s too bad i am not keeping current on the goings on of my blog-friends, but i will catch up shortly.

i’ve just been busy. i mean, two concerts in two nights of possibly the best pairing of the year (hey mercedes/piebald) which totally blow me away, and one of which gives me a bruised eye from knocking heads with some little rocker — that’s important stuff. and it keeps me away from my computer. as does packing on the night before we move into our new house tomorrow morning. i’m indescribably excited about this. hot damn.

may be around less though this week, we’ll see. new house doesn’t have internet access set up just yet. but until then, how about a new song of the week? i know i’m awfully inconsistent about posting these, but maybe it’s better to keep you on your toes. this week’s is from the casket lottery off the cd survival is for cowards. i’ve been listening to this cd a lot lately, because it’s heavy and pretty and a perfectly appropriate post-breakup album. just check out the lyrics. and although “since you” isn’t a good example of the heavy part, it is pretty and very post-breakup. not to mention just fantastic.

see you soon.

[now hearing this: piebald – if it weren’t for venetian blinds it would be curtains for us all. and the name is only the beginning of how good this cd is. frankly, i think i could have seen that show five nights in a row instead of just two and still enjoyed it. damn, that was a lot of fun.]

another weekend, another trip to the beach. the number of pretty girls seemed to be lower than normal — perhaps saturday, when we usually go, is the young women day, and sunday is families and older people day. no matter. it was still gorgeous, relaxing, and enjoyable. and i think my torso is getting more tan than it has been since i was a little kid running around shirtless all summer playing hide and seek in the hot illinois afternoons. i’m so sexy now you wouldn’t believe it.

oh, and speaking of me being sexy (laughter here), i have failed to make it public to some people that i got a haircut a while back. a big deal haircut, of the type where you stand in your bathroom and use a little buzzing thing to shear off all but a half inch of hair all over your head. and since i know everyone that doesn’t have the privilege of seeing me frequently really needs to have an accurate mental picture of me to keep in their heads as they read this, here is the photo documentation of my first self-given haircut. it was a little like the scene in the tenenbaums, only minus the attempted suicide. this happened about 5 weeks ago, and i only now developed the pictures (coincidentally i got it cut again just the other day, so now i look just like this again anyway).

they’re chronological, from the first few snips to the pile of hair in the garbage afterward. and boy do i look hot. (more laughter).

i bet you totally want me now.

[now hearing this: hum – you’d prefer an astronaut. it’s almost done and “songs of farewell and departure” is playing and if ever there was a song that just oozed calm reflectiveness, this is it.]