on the move...

it's that packing time. it's that registration time. it's that cleaning time, the carefully tucking things together and sitting on suitcases time. how much stuff does one really need to stay in another country for five months? it's a long time. so much could happen in five months...

i know you're all sitting on the edges of your seats, wondering exactly which classes i've signed up for. well, i'll spread the love and spill the beans:

global environmental change
dublin, ireland: a brief literary history (lady gregory, yeats, synge, o'casey, beckett and joyce)
adv. modern dance

i haven't signed up for the dance class yet... gotta wait until i'm in the country first. the literature class should be very cool, since it's in dublin and we get to go to theater performances and the like... it's also not going to happen for a few months. i hate waiting.

and now the big decision: what books do i bring along? oh dear oh dear oh dear! life of pi? theory of relativity? tropic of cancer? man's search for meaning? searching for god knows what? atonement?

oh boy. i've shelves-full of books asking to be read and re-read. movies to be watched. how will i be able to boil it all down? does anyone have any packing tips? i'm pretty good at packing clothes effeciently, but suggestions are always welcome...

music: return to tunguska (alan parsons project)

camera found! It's a Polaroid Land Camera Supercolor 1000, and it's absolutely beautiful. although, i'm having to take antonio's word for it, as it was his first communion present and it hasn't yet changed hands. antonio is ten ninjas. now all i need is to find out what i can do for film... hmmm. ebay? i hope jacob likes the way it looks. he's going to be looking at it a lot, i'm afraid.

so guess what i'm up to? thaaat's right. red wine and C++, but the kinks haven't come on yet. nope, we're still in the j's. that means joy division. then we have to get through K.C. and the sunshine band.

yeah, so jake jake jake. oh, and jake? jake! yep, jake. you've got it. what's his name? jake. which is your favorite jake? jake. jake jake? jake...

there was no water today. and i was pretty smelly. i had to go to the gym, and they had no towels. of course, i still managed my usual mystique and glamour through extensive use of ... um, soap. though. anyway, nevermind.

italy is golden today, it's warm and summer is here. even with my camera and stereo stolen, enforcing loss of memories and lack of music over daily long-distance commutes, i am getting along. admirably, i'd say. i've replaced the digital camera with a polaroid, and i'm going to put an ancient tape-player where the mp3 CD player was. the upside is that a polaroid takes rad pictures and the tape-player lets me use my ipod in the VW van. whoop whoop! stylin' stylin' free stylin'! for free!

i stole this from poonannypie:


 
i expected a MUCH lower score... much much. i definitely never clicked any of the "ubergeek" buttons...

music: transmission (joy division)