I'm going to Rome. I've decided it. I will not let the Denver semester ruin any study abroad chances for, so, here is the plan:
This semester: 18 hours.
Next semester: 15 - 18 hours.
May 13-15 (not scheduled yet, but definitely that weekend): Graduation (I will walk and we will all celebrate)
Then I will fly to Rome.
May 22-June 25: Finish my college experience in Rome.
June 25-??? I play in Europe.
??? - August 2009? I begin graduate school. In theory. If not, I'll get a job or something like that. But I think grad school is going to be the way to go. I'm going to stay in Chicago though.
My options at the moment are:
Masters in Fiction Writing (Columbia College Chicago)
or
Masters in Social Work (Loyola) --obviously the better choice.
Anyway, just wanted to let you all know that you're welcome to come and visit me in Rome or wherever else I go.
Word is the Irish might be coming back to the US or Mexico for spring break. I'm hoping that we may continue corresponding enough that we can go and stay with them when we're all in Europe next summer. Imagine the partying that we could accomplish. New levels, I'm sure.
It's been a fairly long week and this morning I had to pitch a music video treatment to a local singer/songwriter. It was terrifying although he told me that my idea completely embodied the experience that he had gone through during the break up that the song described. That was pleasant.
Driving downtown this morning was a purely sublime experience. The fog was rolling in off the lake as I sped down Lake Shore Drive, and it was partially obscuring the downtown skyline. You could see the tops of the buildings peaking up but the middle was completely covered, surrounded, blanketed in this fog.
Our mediocre weather remains. Long sleeves for all.
Madeline's family is in town this weekend, so I'm looking forward to going out with them again. We went out to dinner last night and then hit some bars. More like one. It was interesting because the bar looked familiar and it turns out that we had visited there when we came to Chicago my senior year of high school.
to the weekend ahead: relaxation and rest. hopefully some fun and peace too.
Friday, September 04, 2009
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Leather! Bondage! Fetish! Oh My!
It's been decided. Well, I've decided. I can't live without a camera. I really don't think of myself as a photographer, but the lack of access is driving me nuts. And yes, there have been moments that I would love to capture but haven't been able to.
So I'm going to shell out the $160 for the 12 megapixel Exilim, the newer version of the same camera that I've been in love with for the last four years. It's only about two weeks of babysitting money, and who really needs that, right? (That was a lame attempt at a joke.)
I've been exhausted. Hunter's wisdom teeth came out Friday. He moved all of his stuff into my apartment and then lived here for a few days while everything was being sorted out. He couldn't sleep and was generally miserable, which of course affected me quite a bit as well. And then there was the moving. And now there's the settling and the Starbucks at 6:30 every morning. I'm talking shift beginning at 6:30. This has been quite the adjustment for both of us.
School this semester is really what I thought college would be like. We're talking legitimate homework, reading I can't skimp on, etc. I'm exhausted from trying to keep up and it's week 2.
However, this is all stuff that I'm excited about. Even Spanish.
Today, I proposed my semester-long project for Critical Ethnography, a class which I will explain in greater detail later. However, my project, a 20 page paper culminating 3 hours per week of work for the duration of 15 weeks, is this: (brace yourself, Grandma)
A feminist look at the bondage/fetish scene in Chicago, starting with the Leather Archives & Museum three blocks from my house.
This is going to be a thrilling sociology look at the subculture. I'm thinking about starting a blog to blog specifically about this project.
Anyway, tonight is $6 electric lemonade pitchers at our campus bar. I'm also not going to let too many classes ruin my fun!
Love to all.
So I'm going to shell out the $160 for the 12 megapixel Exilim, the newer version of the same camera that I've been in love with for the last four years. It's only about two weeks of babysitting money, and who really needs that, right? (That was a lame attempt at a joke.)
I've been exhausted. Hunter's wisdom teeth came out Friday. He moved all of his stuff into my apartment and then lived here for a few days while everything was being sorted out. He couldn't sleep and was generally miserable, which of course affected me quite a bit as well. And then there was the moving. And now there's the settling and the Starbucks at 6:30 every morning. I'm talking shift beginning at 6:30. This has been quite the adjustment for both of us.
School this semester is really what I thought college would be like. We're talking legitimate homework, reading I can't skimp on, etc. I'm exhausted from trying to keep up and it's week 2.
However, this is all stuff that I'm excited about. Even Spanish.
Today, I proposed my semester-long project for Critical Ethnography, a class which I will explain in greater detail later. However, my project, a 20 page paper culminating 3 hours per week of work for the duration of 15 weeks, is this: (brace yourself, Grandma)
A feminist look at the bondage/fetish scene in Chicago, starting with the Leather Archives & Museum three blocks from my house.
This is going to be a thrilling sociology look at the subculture. I'm thinking about starting a blog to blog specifically about this project.
Anyway, tonight is $6 electric lemonade pitchers at our campus bar. I'm also not going to let too many classes ruin my fun!
Love to all.
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