levity & seriousness
levity
i got bit by a mosquito the other day and the bug bite has become a nipple in my right elbow pit. a red itchy nipple.
seriousness
had a strange day. exacerbated by the foolish combination of caffeine and alcohol tues night. sleep was a half-conscious affair. alarm at 830am, class at 930. an hour of MIPS assembly language instructions. an hour of decoding measure’s activity budgets over the last 5 years.
ok. so then i decide to head to campus to view the remains of the memorial events, and thankfully i bump into a few kids, including one happy to see me stephanie chang. dinner plans are made (to include steph and lydia and paymon), weekend plans are proposed. and i depart for bed and dream about a small scale muddy woodstock on campus.
eventually i wake, regain meager consciousness, get back to work. at dinner i have my first pork bbq sandwich as a UNC sanctified NC-resident. walk to weaver st so that i might cross paths with one carrie hamby who, it happens, knows everyone i know (and somehow remembers me when I was a freshman and she was still in highschool) and all this time we’ve managed to have several of the same friends without saying more than a word to each other. anyway, no more of that!
i spent the day’s remainder at strong’s with the diligent while i alternately read the heaven of mercury and chatted up some friends.
then running.
drag bingo on saturday anyone?