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So I got a letter from Columbia about being in their Summer Session. Registration dates and all that. The sad part is, I still can't afford to go even though they've accepted my application or whatever.

I'm looking into whatever my options are but it's pretty sad. Columbia is very expensive. I can't get a private loan, Columbia doesn't offer financial aid for summer sessions. But I'm still looking for options.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:58 AM | shower me with attention

Friday, April 16, 2004

So I wasn't even paying attention when dear Professor Mayer was handing out the National Latin Exam certificates, but I wasn't surprised when I didn't get an Honourable Mention Certificate. Lucky to be passing.

I was surprised to get a silver medal, though. Ha!

Good ole Professor Magister brought in cookies and juice and Latin cartoons today to celebrate our classmate, Donna, placing 3rd in the Latin pronunciation competition thing, and our NLE results, and just because we felt more like partying than studying after Spring Break. (S&G ended 45 minutes early, too.) I enjoyed the cartoons, if not the cookies and juice. (Two pounds down this week. No desire for cookies or juice.) Boy, I'm gonna miss him come semester's end. Everyone I've met from the Classics Department has been really great. Classics Professors are swell. Who bakes cookies for his class? A great guy, that's who.

Dinner with the goils tonight. Gai tom ka not as dangerously carby as I'd feared, although it is if you eat a gallon of it. :P

My mom got us tickets to Hairspray on Saturday night. I'm very excited.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:52 AM | shower me with attention

Thursday, April 15, 2004

From the More Ways to Fill This Space Dept. via Nicole:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
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"Est silva magna in insula pulchra." -Latin Via Ovid by Norma Goldman and Jacob E. Nyehuis.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:49 PM | shower me with attention

Kitana and I rocked the Movieoke hizzouse tonizzight with a scene from The Wrong Guy, starring Ms. Kitana as Mr. Nelson Hibbert discovering he has not won the job of president of Nagel Industries, with me in a supporting role as the current President of Nagel Industries.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:49 AM | shower me with attention

Wednesday, April 14, 2004

I've been itching to have a space of my own to decorate and spread my stuff out in. It won't happen in the next six months, anyway, and probably more like year. It must be inevitable that the last few obstacles are the hardest. It's not that graduating, finding a job and saving money so I can move out will be all that terribly daunting, but put together they are such long, dragging steps. So it's good that Spring Break ended when it did, because one more episode of Sex and the City and I would've lost my will to go on. Watching that show is like reading Elfquest. The World of Two Moons and the World of Carrie Bradshaw are equally fantastical. And yet I go to school mere blocks from her nonexistent Upper East Side apartment. So that makes it harder.

The New York of the movies does not exist.

But there's a New York of Goils and affordable apartments in not-the-very-worst-possible-neighbourhoods, if you share them with two friends and get a job that pays a reasonable wage. This must exist, or everyone would live with their parents. Or my parents.

People never believe I was born here because I can't find my way around and I smile at strangers. I don't believe I was born here because I still think it's possible to live here.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:20 PM | shower me with attention

Two in the box--

--ready to go--

--we be fast

AND THEY BE SLOW!

Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:13 PM | shower me with attention

Erin got a bunch of tickets to see "An Evening with Bill Murray" at BAM tonight and it was really fun. He's a funny, funny man. I could listen to him talk for hours. Even about movies I've never seen. (For some reason they mostly discussed Bill Murray films that I haven't seen. One day I'll get around to Caddyshack.)

School starts again tomorrow. (You can't see it but I'm making a little sarcastic twirly motion with my finger.)

Kirsten just reminded me of something great Mr Murray (oh HA! I just accidentally wrote "Mr Wonderful" and had to backtrack!) said near the end of the night. Someone (Elvis Mitchell?) asked him about his "almost zen calm" on screen, that serene presence he's brought to his roles, and Bill said something that amounted to, "I find that in acting and in other places, in life, if I can just get out of my own way for a moment, good things happen-- you just have to get out of your own way." That's not an exact quote but it's the gist and it was so beautifully put. I'm always getting in my own way. Get out of my own way. That's so good. I love you, Bill Murray.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:18 AM | shower me with attention

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Oh god, I knew I had something to say. Amanda had her baby yesterday! Richard Osvaldo Pinales was born at 12:40 pm, weighing in at ___ pounds ___ ounces and ___ inches long, because my sister apparently didn't find that pertinent information, so I have no idea. But he's here! Hurrah!

My old schoolmates are having babies now.

Me, I live with my parents and watch Cheers at 4 in the morning. It's all good.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:04 AM | shower me with attention

I pretty much live for reruns. It's the one place I wanna be, where I can see our troubles are all the same; everybody knows my name.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:02 AM | shower me with attention

Sunday, April 11, 2004

This was a good Spring Break. I'm glad because it's probably my last. Nothing monumental happened, but it was a nonstop one-viewer Sex and the City marathon (whatever, you have your guilty pleasures too) and lots of knitting and all the Goils you could want. I also rediscovered Brooklyn Heights, and came to terms with The Move to Jersey City. That's such a relief. Then there was Easter, which was so much fun. And all those Goils. A spectacular send-off to this place. Especially the drunken revelry in Gina's lair after Karaoke Night. (Only Cheryl sang, but I think that proper. None of us could've matched her. She's an amazing performer. What a voice. She blew the other drunken fools away. She was the best drunken fool of all.) It was very much Old Times. Click-click-click-click.

I go back home tomorrow night, and school is Wednesday. It feels like school was ages ago. It's only been ten days but I'm gonna have to totally readjust.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:50 PM | shower me with attention

Awesome Easter. My sister didn't show up, but my parents and TJ did. We all* painted our faces and watched Godspell. Then we watched the Jeepers Creepers sketch. Then we watched Jesus Christ Superstar and did Jesus Aerobics to burn off the calories from our feast.

*Except my dad. Sorry.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:36 PM | shower me with attention