it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood
posted on January 15, 2003 @ 3:41 am

my feet are quite upset with me right now. being the lazy ghett that i am, standing from 4:00 - 10:30 p.m. was absolutely traumatic for them. work was just that crazy. i alone brought in over $2000 for the university of texas at austin parking garage 3. :stands arms akimbo: oh wait, UT's the enemy...

so, second day of class, first day of these classes. E364M: history of the english language. approved. blockley, though made out to be some sort of savage beast, is very cute and thrilled about everything linguistic. "this is exciting!" she squeals as she sketches the trapezoid of our mouths on the board, filling in some vowels in their proper homes. we learned the phonetic alphabet today, so it was more an entertaining experience merely observing her enthusiasm. cat said he knew i'd love her, and indeed i do. she's not using /^/ for /ə/ (should be an upside down e) in a stressed syllable, which only irks me simply because that's what i learned. i need to learn a more intricate phonetic alphabet. a guy from my middle english class is in there, as another is in my chaucer class.

egbert j. bakker is my introduction to ancient greece professor. he has an accent and a rather lovely tone of voice; thusly, i nearly slept through his class. at least from high up amidst 300 people, he's attractive as the middle age ilk can be. the boy sitting next to me did in fact doze and had to ask me what a term on the board meant.

today, as happened yesterday, quite a handsome creature was on my bus coming home. curly hair past his ears and glasses like mine, living in the arbor apartments, same stop as mine.

i encountered a few pleasant people at work, including one young man from kilgore. i told him i was from longview then proceeded to proclaim my utter disgust for everything and everyone there. "you like the lobos?!"
"i hate the lobos! they suck! god, everything sucks." then a man approached, and as i ran his credit card stated, "hope you have a heater in there."
"i do, but i turned it off. i just don't like being warm for some reason."
":makes a disapproving face: yeah, warm and fuzzy, those aren't good."
"i know, i like things cold :makes a fist: and heartless!"
"that's right, damn it."
i laughed, as did he, but he couldn't stop, which made me laugh more.

why in fuck's sake am i still awake? i still have homework.

"will i be rich? will i be poor? will i still sleep on the floor? what will i be like when i get old?"
<3, chelsea.

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