Well, I've settled in to Bryn Mawr for the moment (contact details in a friends-locked post to follow). The physical move (once we arrived in PA) only took about 15 minutes, with a bit of shopping afterwards to fill out what I was missing (I finally bought a papasan chair; I've wanted one for years). I'm living in a 4 bedroom cottage 1/2 a mile from campus. Only two of the bedrooms are occupied for some reason, so I may be able to offer a whole bedroom to those who visit (we also have a living room and full kitchen). As soon as I figure out how to upload pictures from my camera phone, I'll send them along. I've seen deer near the cottage and I've been told there's a fox. I'm rooming with a fellow classicist.

Orientation happened last Thurs. , and I had a placement test in Latin on Friday (that I learned about on Wed!). They accepted 7 students this year (6 girls and 1 guy, a reversal from the departmnt's current 7-8 guys and a girl), a seemingly nice group with a few really quiet people, but we get along. Classes started Monday, and whoo-boy... I'll be pretty damn busy (one Greek, two Latin).

I visited Philadelphia proper briefly on Sun., and they have an H&M. Aren't we all relieved? :)

More to come as it occurs to me...

More Songs

There were a couple of songs that didn't fit into the survey format; Frigging in the Rigging by The Sex Pistols has some (non-literal) applications as does the apartment hunters' anthem, Mile End.
  • Current Music
    The Magnetic Fields

Indecision is the Key to Flexibility

Hey all.

In between the interstate apartment hunting, the Greek translating, and the bill paying (which requires split-second precision these days) I had time for this (you see, I don't sleep like normal people). Yeah, I abused this survey but the type of song would depend on the type of the movie, right? For the songs whose lyrics I appear to have grossly misinterpreted, they are there because they remind me of a specific person or incident. Or I just grossly misinterpreted the lyrics. I do that sometimes.

Opening credits:Dreaming is Free - Blondie, Too Drunk to Fuck - Dead Kennedys (best opening guitar riff ever), Daydream Believer - The Monkees, Human Behavior - Bjork
Waking up:Welcome to the Jungle - Guns n' Roses
Average day:Watching the Wheels - John Lennon
First date:Discoball World - David Garza, Perfect Day - Velvet Underground, If You Leave - OMD
Falling in love:All I Want Is You - U2, Why Can't This Be Love - Van Halen, Pure and Simple - The Lightning Seeds
Love scene:Glory Box - Portishead, Gimme Shelter - Rolling Stones, Electrical Storm - U2, Every You Every Me - Placebo (4 songs, call me an optimist)
Fight scene:Born Too Slow - Crystal Method... what do you mean "not that kind of fight scene?"
Breaking up:Special - Garbage, The Power of Goodbye - Madonna, You Showed Me - TLC, Never is a Promise - Fiona Apple
Getting back together:Babylon - David Gray, Upstarts and Broken Hearts - Dropkick Murphys, Sometimes Always - Jesus and Mary Chain
Secret love:Sister - The Nixons, Waltz #2 - Elliot Smith
Life's okay:Float On - Modest Mouse (it's right in the song)
Mental breakdown:Where Is My Mind - The Pixies
Driving:I Drove All Night - Cyndi Lauper, Pretty in Pink - The Psychedelic Furs
Learning a lesson:Regret - New Order
Deep thought:Everything Counts - Depeche Mode, Brother in Arms - Dire Straits
Flashback:I Wanna Dance With Somebody - Whitney Houston (with other songs for other times)
Partying:Dancing Queen - Abba (my alma mater's fight song)
Happy dance:Safety Dance - Men Without Hats, Send Me on My Way -Rusted Root
Regretting:Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny Cash
Long night alone:NYC - Interpol, My Weakness - Moby
Death scene:If I Should Fall From Grace With God - The Pogues
Closing credits:Taillights Fade - Buffalo Tom

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Bryn Mawr

My trip went off w/o a hitch, esp. considering that I purchased my hotel room and plane tickets the day before. I got to the terminal on time and threw myself on the mercy of the airport bookstores so I'd have something to read on the flight. Luckily, they had my kind of books, and I wasn't stuck choosing between Grisham and Grisham.

It's only an hour flight to Philly and I was able to hop on their commuter rail when I arrived and get to campus on my own. Beautiful campus, no dogwalking allowed, hence no rushing to class and treading in poo. Their are about 4 colleges in the area so, unlike Wellesley, they can dictate to the town (gown to town: "Bitch, we own you"). Also unlike Wellesley, there seemed to be more businesses catering to students, too.

The professor with whom I had exchanged emails set up quick meetings w/ most of the department, and I met everyone else at the lecture. The were so nice, and so enthusiastic; one professor asked if I was planning to read any greek this summer and gave me a pile of books when I said yes (and I haven't technically accepted yet). When I mentioned my CS major, a professor said they were going to seduce me to the Classics dept. The other Grad students were a fun group, and they took me and the other prospectives to dinner (they invited me for drinks too but I had an early flight).

Saturday, I got up at 4:45AM for my 6:30 flight and somehow made it home by 8am. Then, of course, came the moving :)
  • Current Music
    Crowded House:Don't Dream It's Over


Isn't it pretty:

You are compelety different from what any of us
could ever be. There is nothing to discribe
what path you have chosen, but you are nothing
like an angel or a human. Hope for the best...

What Different Kind of Angel are you...? ( Anime-ish pics )
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I didn't even realize this was a result:

You rule. in 15 years, you won't be as known as you
are now, but most of the people that will know
you then will like you (or else I'll beat them
with a stick). You're nice to listen to.

What band from the 80s are you?
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And an attempt at depth:
A dreamer. You are the Faerie of the Moonlight. A
calm spirit who feels alone. You sometimes find
yourself crying, but can not figure out the
reason. You have a fear of being used. People
have hurt you, and you do not know if you can
trust them. You lose yourself in writing or
reading, a very creative faerie. People want to
be your friend, but you don't know if you want
to be theirs. Sometimes you classify yourself
as an outcast, but you try to be content with
your tears. At least you'll always have your

What's your inner Faerie?
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not much of an update

Not much to say really, but I'm slowly trying to post more. For now, we have lyrics:

Bowl Of Oranges
The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed.
There was a loophole in my dreaming, so I got out of it.
And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open.
Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been.
So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets.
But everything seemed different and completely new to me.
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body.
And each person I encountered, I couldn't wait to meet.
I came up a doctor who appeared in quite poor health.
I said "there is nothing I can do for you you can't do for yourself."
He said "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help."
So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt.
He said, "I think I'm cured.
No, in fact, I'm sure of it.
Thank you Stranger, for your therapeutic smile."

So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone.
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem,
an honest verse of longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I'm singing; baby don't worry cause now I got your back.
And every time you feel like crying, I'm gonna try and make you laugh.
And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass
and I will keep you company through those days so long and black.
And we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve
of Love's uneven remainder, our lives are fractions of a whole.
But if the world could remain in a frame like a painting on a wall.
Then I think we would see the beauty.
Then we would stand staring in awe
at our still lives posed
like a bowl of oranges,
like a story told
by the fault lines and the soil.
  • Current Music
    watching tapes of Keen Eddie

WOO ! I finally updated

Well, it's amazing how pointless a story sounds when you start to type it out.

Short version:
My boss sends meet out on errands today when I offered to go two months ago, when the temps were above freezing, and there was no snow. And to think I felt guilty about scheduling a daytime doctor's appointment.

There was also a guy tangentially involved. When you receive enough mixed signals, you find great amusement in his being sent on a redundant errand in this weather.


Here's a quiz, hopefully it will be far more interesting than my entry; I've yet to get the hang of this.
  • Current Music
    none, for once