I Adore everyone who is reading this. Because everyone who is reading this is a friend and you guys have amazing--momentous--of volcanic proportions. I am BACK. I am OK. I am GRATEFUL. And my sink is CLOGGED.
Last night was St. Patricks Day which actually seems to be somewhat of an irish independance day. Everyone was waving their flags in the brilliant irish air, there were parades, boucny toys for kids and everyone was of course drunk off their bum. Except me--because i was delirous from not sleeping for 20 hours and confused because my luggage was MIA and then this irish boy tried to give me this dog that was following him and then the luggage people called and he kept calling this black lab Benny but then his name was conner? And then, the french guy who i met on the bus that day who asked if it was possoble to see me again called and i thought it was the luggage people and was sooo confused.
But i think confusion is the undeclared national irish past time--so it's ok.
Wow this guy sitting in the row ahead of me is totally watching anime porn. GROSS. And yet--a throwback to friday nights freshman yr when i often got stuck with all the boys who lived in THE DONNER DUNGEON and who insisted that anime was cinema. Yes, there is no need to wonder why i transfered annny more. haha those kids were classic though.
Anyways just biding my time until spring break and Laura and Naomi and Rebecca's arrival...and considering whether or not to finish ulysses. I'm at page 304 out of 9_ _ and have a 2500 word essay that basically calls for a ton of research but not necessarily a reading of the book.
Someone once asked James Joyce what he did during the Great War(WW1)
His reply?
I wrote Ulysses. What did you do?
Hilarious.