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| 2009-09-08 14:21 |
| Poetry, Granta, and STOP SMILING present A Celebration of Literary Chicago |
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Poetry, Granta, and STOP SMILING present
A Celebration of Literary Chicago
CHICAGO – The Poetry Foundation announces that Chicago literary institutions Poetry and STOP SMILING will join with UK-based journal Granta to celebrate the launch of Granta's special Chicago-themed fall issue. The event will feature readings by contributors to both Poetry and Granta and will debut previously unpublished poems by native Chicagoan James Schuyler, with Granta editor John Freeman offering an introduction. David Trinidad, a friend of Schuyler's, will speak briefly about the poet's life and work and read a selection of his poems forthcoming in Poetry and Granta. Chicago poets Reginald Gibbons, Anne Winters, and Diego Báez will also read. A reception follows.
What: A Celebration of Literary Chicago: featuring Reginald Gibbons, Anne Winters, and Diego Báez, with David Trinidad reading previously unpublished work by James Schuyler. A reception follows the reading.
When: Tuesday, September 15, 7:00 to 9:00 p.m.
Where: Stop Smiling Storefront, 1371 North Milwaukee Avenue, Chicago
Admission is free and open to the public.
Diego Báez received a bachelor's degree in English from Illinois Wesleyan University and is currently pursuing his MFA at Rutgers University–Newark. His poetry and criticism appear in Poemeleon, Growler, The Ampersand Review, and The Little White Poetry Journal.
Reginald Gibbons's most recent book of poems is Creatures of a Day (2008), a finalist for the 2008 National Book Award. His new translations of Sophocles, Selected Poems: Odes and Fragments (2008), won the Soeurette Diehl Fraser translation award from the Texas Institute of Letters. His new book, Slow Trains Overhead: Chicago Poems and Stories, will be published in 2010. Gibbons teaches at Northwestern University.
James Schuyler was a preeminent figure in the celebrated New York School of poets. After World War II he made his way to Italy, where he served for a time as W.H. Auden's secretary. His books include three novels, A Nest of Ninnies (written with John Ashbery), Alfred and Guinevere, and What's For Dinner, as well as numerous volumes of poetry.
David Trinidad received his MFA from Brooklyn College and has taught at Rutgers University, the New School, and Princeton University. His collection Plasticville (2000) was a finalist for the Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize of the Academy of American Poets. Trinidad teaches at Columbia College Chicago, where he co-founded the literary journal Court Green.
Anne Winters is on the faculty at the University of Illinois at Chicago. Her books include The Displaced of Capital; The Key to the City, which was nominated for the National Book Critics Circle Award; and Salamander: Selected Poetry of Robert Marteau, winner of Poetry's Jacob Glatstein Translation Award. Her published poems and essays appear in the New Republic, the New Yorker, Paris Review, Poetry, and Yale Review, as well as journals in France, Canada, and Italy.
CONTACT
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ABOUT THE POETRY FOUNDATION
The Poetry Foundation, publisher of Poetry magazine and one of the largest literary organizations in the world, exists to discover and celebrate the best poetry and to place it before the largest possible audience. The Poetry Foundation seeks to be a leader in shaping a receptive climate for poetry by developing new audiences, creating new avenues for delivery, and encouraging new kinds of poetry through innovative literary prizes and programs. For more information, please visit poetryfoundation.org.
ABOUT POETRY MAGAZINE
Founded in Chicago by Harriet Monroe in 1912, Poetry is the oldest monthly devoted to verse in the English-speaking world. Monroe's "Open Door" policy, set forth in Volume I of the magazine, remains the most succinct statement of Poetry's mission: to print the best poetry written today, in whatever style, genre, or approach. The magazine established its reputation early by publishing the first important poems of T.S. Eliot, Ezra Pound, Marianne Moore, Wallace Stevens, H.D., William Carlos Williams, Carl Sandburg, and other now-classic authors. In succeeding decades it has presented—often for the first time—works by virtually every major contemporary poet.
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These next several trip posts will relate to the first bit of my 2009 trip, my 5 nights in London, before Germany. On this leg I stayed at the Gen with ![[info - personal]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png) downtide and we met up with ainsoph15 for a lovely day out. This particular post is mostly details and lists, what I did my first day, and little observations.
So, when I stay in London by myself, or to meet people, I stay at the Generator Hostel. Its nearest Tube station is Russell Square which puts it, pretty much, at the outer border of Bloomsbury, as Tavistock Square is just down Tavistock Place. It's also near enough to Euston Square and St. Pancras/King's Cross tube station and the St. Pancras International Eurostar station to walk to them, too. Nearby are Friends House (with a lovely little bookshop/cafe, and a nice restaurant as well; the British Library, British Museum, Coram's Fields (admission for adults only with accompanying child), and Great Ormond Street Children's Hospital.
Between the Generator and Russell Square, on Marchmont street, is Gay's the Word, another grand bookshop. Even if I'm not staying in the Gen I make sure to stop here each time I'm in London. There are a number of nice small restaurants: Indian, Italian, fish & chips, and a larger shopping center with a Waitrose market in it. While it's possible to spend a small fortune on food in London, it's equally possible to eat fresh good food for not so much. It's all in how you look for it. When I stay at the Gen, I go to Waitrose for things like water, milk, bread, fresh veg/fruit.
Unless I'm going to be able to get to Chinatown, behind Leicester Square, in Soho. Next time I go to London, my plan is to go to Chinatown my first day, for fresh food and for noodles and tea. I don't know if that'll work out, but I hope so! I've also been food shopping on Berwick Street Market and Borough Market but from the Gen Chinatown's just a bit easier, even though it's several tube stops away. (I, so far, really like the Tube. For all its faults, and it has them, it's never let me down yet.)
I've not yet taken the Gen's Free Walking Tour though I mean to every time. I did, as it turned out, walk a good bit of the Writers Walk this time, though not deliberately, and not with the information on this website at hand at the time. (Thanks to poetic_self for that site, the London for Free site.)
This trip (like last year) I flew British Airways. It's a nice flight, they seem to do a good job, I'm used to the planes now. And this year they threw in a hotel room, for the ticket holder, so I had my first night in London in the President Hotel, just behind Russell Square station. The room was clean, the bathroom (and HUGE tub) cleaner, the bed comfortable, and the breakfast very nice indeed. I got into Heathrow, through customs, took the Tube to Russell Square, and went round the corner to check in, and et voila! done. Plugged in the travel-cellie, had a bath, a snack, and crashed. It was grand.
Next day I got up, had breakfast, took a short walk, came back, put my luggage in the luggage store and checked out. Walked up to the Gen, checked myself and downtide in, then on round to Friends House (I was raised in Quaker Meeting, though I'm not a member, only a Friend of the Friends) and their little bookshop, then over to the British Library for their The Sound and the Fury: The Power of Public Speaking exhibit. I could live in the British Library- that's another place I want to take the tour of, to see as much as I can of it, but once again I only had a few hours, so I could only skim (last year I saw the Ramayana exhibit and the Royal Rhari Chau dancers there).
Then I went back down to the President, got my luggage, round to Russell Square, and waited for downtide. That was a happy meeting, I tell you. And there we will stop our tale for today. More soon.
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Swine Flu: This is the real deal, according to a friend of mine who's a very experienced infection control nurse.
So, what can you do?
1. Don't panic. Get educated. Be smart. Yes, it's infectious. Yes, it's scary. So be intelligent.
2. WASH YOUR HANDS. Early. Often. I don't usually like anti-bacterial soaps, but right now, I'm carrying Purell Hand Sanitizer with me (on my keychain, in my backpack, a bottle in the car...- yeah. Before and after the ATM, etc...) and using the sanitizer wipes at my grocery market's entrance. Yes, I know some people are sensitive to it, and can't use it. That's ok. Soap and water works just fine. But them as can, could, and that'll help keep germs from spreading via all those publicly shared things like ATMs and grocery carts. (and everything else you touch: doors, bus bench backs, etc. etc. but ATMs and grocery carts are known to be great reservoirs.) I've been informed about Vicks Foaming Hand Sanitizer also available. I put the whole listing so you can choose where to order from.
3. If you're really worried, get some masks. Just enough to keep your coughing from spreading in its usual 3-feet-in-all-directions cloud, and enough to keep other people's cough-cloud from getting into your nose and throat. (The only really useful scene in the movie "Outbreak" is the one of how airborne infection can spread. The rest of the movie is more or less melodrama, as well as geographically insanely incorrect.)
4. Remember: Infectious agents need very specific things to spread. A useful model is the Chain of Infection model: infectious agent, reservoir (where it lives when it's not infecting someone), portal of exit, means of transmission, portal of entry, susceptible host (and back around to the infectious agent, ready to swing through the chain again).
Break that chain at any point, and the power of the infectious organism is broken, too. This is why hand-washing works, why you should cover your mouth when you cough or sneeze (preferably not with the hand with which you're next going to touch the ATM or grocery cart, but by sneezing into your shoulder or the crook of your elbow).
To my friends who live in places already affected, my very best love and good wishes to you. To the rest of us, let's be good, and wash our hands.
[Editorial comment: This is why we vaccinate, even though it's likely that a vaccine for this strain of Swine Flu won't be available soon. Mechanism of vaccination, and some numbers: (Wikipedia article, WiseGeek article, and yeah, I know the objections to vaccination, I do, but I also know the huge dent in my Dad's back from where part of a rib was removed so he could have a pulmonectomy for Diptheria, and how crappy two weeks in bed with Measles worrying I might go blind was, and how scary Rubella was for pregnant women, too, and how horrible the deaths of the children who got Measles with secondary pneumonia in 1989-1991 in California were. {I worked in the PICU at Oakland Children's during that epidemic- It was not good.} If you're not going to vaccinate, fine. Just be prepared for the possible consequences not only to your own or your child's health, but to your community's as well, because it's work, dealing with an epidemic. Yes, the vaccine developers and manufacturers can do a better job. yes, we should hold them accountable. But, yeah- community health is the responsibility of the community, not the manufacturers, not even, in the end, the government. Of the people, for the people, by the people...etc., etc.) End Editorial comment.]
If you're sick, STAY HOME. Tell someone you're sick, but STAY HOME. If you must be out, cover your mouth, wash your hands early and often, eat well, drink LOTS of water (not soda), and go home early- don't linger about out in the world. MomsRising Petition for Family Sick Leave act. Yes, it's only one country, yes, it's only one segment of the population, yes it's a start.
x-posted, sorry for the repitition.
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Two versions of "Come Pick Me Up", Ryan Adams
Been playing around with GoogleMaps, various trips taken and dreamed about, and with FlashEarth, and got me a wistful moment wishing to be with beloveds, to meet new friends and old, to be on the road. So, here is one of my favorite road-trip songs. Yes, from Elizabethtown (underrated movie, y'all), but even more from that need to travel, to travel to, to travel with.
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| 2009-04-15 21:47 |
| yes! persistance, or, Your Money or Your Life |
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So, by this time next year, all else being equal, I will have paid off my back taxes and get a refund. I will have at least consolidated my student loans and have a single payment. And I will have cleared out at least a third of my storage, which will be at the very least less of a psychic burden and possibly a continuing source of some income. This all from following, slowly, the nine-step program in Your Money or Your Life.
Which will put me closer to "Enough" on my fulfillment curve, and closer to my goal of Financial Intelligence, Financial Integrity, and Financial Independence.
*wild happy dance inserted here*
New listings here @EnjoyIt. I wish it would sort by category for you, and that I had images for all the books, but it doesn't, and I don't.
Important: IF you have ordered from me, or someone you know has ordered from me, and there has been ANY problem, please let me know via Amazon PM/Email. There are some odd things the site does, like re-listing already sold items (making up inventory, essentially) and listing new orders lower down in the order listings than filled listings (making it easy to miss new orders) which, the more I read in the seller discussion blogs, are neither new problems (though I was unaware of them) nor anything Amazon seems inclined to fix anytime soon (insert thinly veiled surprise here). I however AM a good seller. I make good on errors when I make them, and I do my absolute best to be sure you a) get what you ordered and b) if you are not happy to reach a happy outcome.
cross-posted to DW and LJ
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EnjoyIt, Where I am selling DVDs for now, but will, at some point, also have used books, some housewares, a few vintage odds and ends, and maybe even vintage beads.
Tell your friends. Buy movies from me. (I have some rare-ish ones, and a few Region 2, also). Help me get back to Europe! and to stay afloat here at home. I've accumulated a lot of nice things over the years, but I don't need them now, and if they can make someone else happy AND bring a little fresh energy into my life, then all to the better.
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| 2009-01-09 04:25 |
| As seen around and about - that question meme (or one of 'em, anyway) |
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Most of these meme things either intimidate or bore me, but this one caught my eye, I have a moment, so-
Make a list of things you can see around you without getting up: oh man, well, I'm in 'my girl's' apartment's living room, so it's all the usual- sofa, chairs, lamps, tv, plants, stuffed animals and dolls (two of everything, one for her and one for her sister), family photos, computer desk/nurse's desk, wheelchair, kitchen, her nephew's toys for when he comes to see gramma, my junk I bring with me every night... stuff.
How do you style your hair?
I lean over from the waist, brush it all out, stand up and curl it into a knot at the top of my head and hold it with a clamshell clip. Unless, of course, I'm wearing it down and beading the braids in it. Feast or famine.
What are you wearing now?( it's just not that interesting, folks, but what the hey! )
What are you listening to right now?
PBS: The Rat Pack: Conference of Cool. (KQED)
Oh no, now it's Latin Pulse on Best of LinkTV, on KRCB, and it's about Venezuela being on the verge of war with Ecuador and Colombia. :(
But I do love LinkTV- without it I'd never know about The Black Farmer. And I do need to know what's going on in this hemisphere south of Los Angeles. It just makes me sad, more war.
What's the last song that got stuck in your head?
I have to make a list. actually, I'll make a zip, since I'm inundating y'all with links anyway. Ashokan Farewell. Universe. Bibo No Aozora/Endless Flight/Babel. Hymn. I'll See Your Heart and I'll Raise You Mine. Rocks and Water. Same Mistake. The Luckiest. You've Got a Friend. zip
( continuing )
How are you?
Fine. Wishing I could just 'come up with' this last paper for that Damn Critical Thinking Course (c). Tired, and my shoulders ache. Ready to go home/ to come into about $10,000 tax-free/to go back to Europe. Happy enough.
What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?
I got my tickets!!! I'll be there just as we planned.
Say something to the person who tagged you.
No-one tagged me, but to lj user japanpeterpan- I still think there's room in this world (and in my writing life) for some Hook/Pan fic, and by god, one day, I'm going to write it. *nods*
Not going to tag anyone either, but hey- It's been interesting to do.
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and so very little brain available for sorting the words to begin writing about anything.
mostly because it's such a relief to be (nearly) done with uni. i'm terrified of the student loan debt, but it'll be manageable- i just need to remember to breathe, and it'll work out. these last two papers are coming along, finally, thanks to help from friends (what WOULD we do without friends, i ask you?), and i expect to have them done well enough and in the mail to the professor by friday.
but i'm also rendered wordless (as i babble on) by such an intense love for being alive. i want - well, not to live forever, that'd be a lot of work, and lonely, after a while- but i want to live for a good nother 20 years or so, and i want it so MUCH- desire's dangerous, it's a hook dangling us over disappointment and failure, regret and depression- but oh, oh! i do love being alive, and living, and having a life to live in, and i just- i have to say so this once, early in the (christian, western, revised-several-times) calendar year.
anyway. /sentimentality- i'm tired, tonight, and that always makes the barrier between pleasure and weepiness very thin for me (if that's even what it's between... ah, rambling).
short list of what i'm up to:
catching up with the people i've let drift away (or drifted away from) over the last two years. you know who you are, and i swear i'm here, coming back to you.
keeping healthy/getting healthier (today's not-sleeping-well aside).
finishing these papers, and thus, uni.
earning/saving/appreciating money.
getting 'life-chore' things taken care of- car serviced, medical appointments made, storage pared down, fun had.
writing.
seeing family- younger son was here for christmas; older son and grandson came a few days ago, and we went to see Yes Man (fun, that); and am gathering up scraps of old favorite fabrics to send to my mother for the quilt she's making for my brother's new baby-to-be.
reading for pleasure, watching ken burns, taking care of my tiny winter garden (jeez, the frost didn't help last night, did it? lol! i know, i know, it's not snow. thank god- we've no sanding, no snowplows, no snow tires).
taking this marvelous education i've gotten, and the life experience i've had during the getting of said education, and creating an even deeper and more textured understanding of life.
so. that is all. i didn't participate in any holiday fic-things, nor have i really written any fic/the little au for a while, but there's wonderful things out there in the holiday fic-world, and the men are still around, talking quietly amongst themselves.
fandom brought me to lj, lj brought me to a new understanding of how big and how small this world is, and that's brought me all of you.
blessings on your heads, y'all.
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I've mentioned before, I think, about this book about Hans Christian Andersen I found while in San Francisco (of which there are now a very few, not very good pictures, which may or may not be posted at some point).
I enjoy the writer's style- it's a style I grew up with- aspired to!- and find both involves me in the reading and informs me about the subject, while gently showing me ways to improve my own writing. I am equally delighted to know that while she was researching this book- published in 1965- I was pursuing an interest in Denmark which, sadly, had to be laid aside on the precipice of adult life and was not to be picked up again until a few years ago- but I feel as though I can open this book and continue on directly from where I stopped, and that is soothing and happy-making beyond belief, because it feels like I am buying back lost time.
I am parceling it out, this book- it's a reward for finishing a section of uni work. Instead of inhaling it, of moving in and being carried along, I'm journeying with Andersen, walking pace, carriage at the fastest, and it's a wonderful respite from car/uni/television news.
This bit I'm going to share with you tonight (particularly for the struggling writers on my FL, of whatever level of skill or attainment, published or not, in whatever field- fanfiction, academia, journalism) struck me for several reasons: the foreshadowing of a later friendship, perceived by intuition before it became fact. An insightful piece of advice that is no-nonsense, straightforward, and compassionate. And the advice itself, which I find calming for me and which I hope is of some use or value to some of you in your endeavours.
"As a boy of fourteen, newly arrived in Copenhagen, Andersen had once seen Thorvaldsen, who was then visiting his native land. Recognizing him in the street from his pictures, Andersen had taken off his hat to him. Thorvaldsen walked on a few pace, then stopped, turned back, and asked the boy, 'Where have I seen you before? I seem to think we two know each other.' When Andersen later reminded him of this incident, Thorvaldsen smiled, pressed his hand, and said, 'Yes, I must have had a feeling that we two should be friends. ' Thorvaldsen was a leonine character who was popularly supposed to have once told a rival, 'Tie my hands behind my back and I will bite the marble better than you can chisel it,' and he took an immediate liking to his young countryman and gave him excellent advice. He fully understood Andersen's dread of the pedagogic criticism to which he was subjected in Copenhagen and told him: 'Never let that sort of thing touch you. Feel your own strength. Don't be led by public opinion. Go quietly ahead. Peace of mind is essential to creative work. You are unfortunate in needing a public, but this is something the public must never be made aware of, otherwise one becomes prey to its whims. I know what they are like at home. It would have been no better for me had I stayed there. I might have been prevented from working from the nude. Thank goodness I don't need them. If one needs them they know how to torment and irritate one.'"
The Wild Swan: the life and times of Hans Christian Andersen
by Monica Sterling. Harcourt Brace & World, New York. 1965 As always, lots of love, and blessings on your heads. Bertel Thorvaldsen and links to his works here: a general links list and here: images.
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Ways in which I am becoming more like my mother (I promise, this absolutely has to do with this summer's trip!):
I will swipe the sides of the bath tub as it's draining so that it's not got too bad of a ring around it when I leave the bathroom. I'll wash out my bra and panties and hang them to dry, to save needing too many changes of clothes, and to save making a load of laundry for only two things. I'll buy post cards instead of prints, or bring home brochures and local papers instead of photo-books and programs. I'll eat less quantity but better quality to save both calories and money, and put the money saved into my travel fund, and enjoy the fact that I'll be healthier on next year's trip than I was on this one.
Ways in which I am becoming more like my father:
I will build a collection of something, then when it is finished, I will let it all go. (He became an expert at this, building and letting go of not one, but five different huge HO train set-ups.) I will pare down to the bare minimum just to make something possible. I will seek any number of ways to get something accomplished, or to convert any disappointment or resentment I might feel at delays, obstacles, or lack of completion into energy that I can use to work toward accomplishment.
It's really not possible that I could have gone on this year's trip-not with only the resources of my own single life. The only way it could have happened is with the help and generosity of the friends I went to see again, or meet for the first time.
I left the States a bit of a wreck- underslept, overfed, under-exercised, and over-anxious.
In my five weeks (close enough) in Germany and Denmark I developed more muscles, got better sleep, had a healthier appetite, and a happier heart. Watercress and parsley, feta and Arabic bread, daikon radish and wrinkled black olives, apples and chocolate. The water in that part of the country actually IS special spring water- my hair's not had it so good in years, nor my thirst been so well quenched. I left feeling loved, and cared for, and inspired, and appreciated, and as though some piece of the world, of history and life that'd been beyond me is now part of me forever.
In Scotland I began to get a real sense of my mother's family's heritage- I'm a mongrel blend of Bruce and Campbell, Stuart and MacEwan- highland and lowland, Methodist and Presbyterian and Catholic and wild. I literally gathered wool alongside a road through sheep country, and came across family names more often than not, which was both reassuring and intriguing. Although we didn't have as much time just to ourselves as we'd planned (mostly because the weather was MUCH better than we'd all expected, so we went out on day-trips all together much more than we'd expected), still, I came away with so much better of a sense of why I love the person I went to visit, and how much love is willing to stand, to last. Thank you for that gift, to go with you all to Scotland. I don't know if I can ever, ever say how much it means.
In England I began to find my way through all these threads of history that mark me, my country, my experience of history and of government, religion- so many things- I look at it all a bit differently now. Things make sense differently. Better. Thank you, friends, for putting me up, for feeding me, and taking me around, for helping me become more independent in my travels, and for not letting me be alone. What value that has for me, and you have to me.
Ok, that's the quasi-philosophical, slightly mysterious post. Tomorrow, and in the days ahead- the actual trip, and plans for 2009, and 2010, and so on, and so on.
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One of the things I've not done much of this trip is map study- looking at the map and planning my trip.
Partly that's because I've not been under my own steam much- I'm not usually in the position of letting others decide much for me, and it's been good for me (though work for them, which I really do appreciate) to let someone else pick where we're going and how we're getting there.
But my last two days are in London where there's just no shortage of things to do- and even though one of the things I KNOW I'm doing is going to Greenwich Naval Observatory with ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) ainsoph15 on Saturday, with the help of tweedle_'s London A-Z and her laptop, I've found out something really, really fun for myself.
The hostel I'm staying at, The Generator, is walking distance both from Friends House (which I just want to see- sadly, I won't be able to go to Meeting because my flight leaves too early to work that out) and The British Library, where I will, weather permitting, go see the Royal Rarhi Chhau Dancers do The Story of Rama.
I've learned a number of things from this trip that make me feel brave to take other trips much more independently.
1) map study.
2) find the library/library website and check its hours (email the librarian if possible).
3) reputable hostels.
4) the local paper.
5) the local historical society.
6) but not least important, friends! if not staying with them, asking them for information/advice/help in planning/executing my trip- and make sure to plan in both exlusive time together, if coming along on a family trip, and some time apart, if traveling together and being used to a certain amount of solitary time.
Graduation's in June. If I can manage it, I have a list of people I want to come, people on LJ and IJ who've sat with me while I wept and tore up papers and sorted registration and exulted over successes. And then, after graduation- well. Who knows. But for sure, it involves travel. Up and down California, around the US, and back to Europe.
Map study.
It's a beautiful world.
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there.
i have made my dentist appointments. while i still have insurance, and before i leave on my trip. very kind woman who answered the phone- my intuition was correct, there'd have been nothing in the last two months that i could have made for appointments that i could actually have kept, and she does have three- an exam and x-rays; a cleaning [and more if i need a filling or whatever for this lower right molar that's bugging me], and a third one in case there's more to be done. all times i can go and only sacrifice a bit of sleep; all within the waning window of my insurance.
so.
Here is the History of Violence soundtrack for anyone who wants it; I thought I had Eastern Promises but do not- if you do and can share, that'd be lovely.
now. half 11. homework, a bit, to do, a bath, then bed. interestingly, am more calm about school- last papers, etc.- now that dental appointments are made. funny old thing, life is.
xoxox y'all.
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