2006-09-06
Where I live.
I am so freaking paranoid about shtuff, it's not funny.
I am in my new house and it is good. So good, almost, that I want to put "Good" -- good with a capital G.
However, my schedual requires me on the bus (implying me break-fasted, showered, dressed, etc) at 7 am, three days a week. All for an awesome antropology class -- so what if I get to write three papers on graffiti or tattoos? It's earrrrllly, and I am sick with tired.
I am still living in box-city.
I live close to two, if not three, of my good friends, and I am trying to walk as much as I can. Very close to where I live is a place called "The Meadows" -- it is HUGE. I am not sure how big it is, but walking around the main area takes about 60 minutes. To go to the river, close to two hours. And there are many trails I have not explored. It is nice because it is wooded and steep on the edges, and open and sunny in the middle. And there is a large field with hills conjoined to both sides of the park.
There are not so good things: the laundry is shared: our landlords are just THERE doing laundry. The fridge is finiky and dribbles water in a certain spot into a container on the top shelf. And it is spider season so we have lots of friends.
But I am happy, for now :).
suzza at 9:15 p.m.