I have just wasted another Saturday night.
the time is now: 11:45:00 PM

I miss you.

Goodnight.
the time is now: 1:02:00 AM

Well, I know I'm back in the States, as it were, when I have the luxury of spending hours and hours online. Which means I've already run into someone who doesn't know me who I know via someone else.

This album's a little better the second time around, but, gosh. Takes a while to get used to the pro-duction.

I think I may still be living in another space-time.
the time is now: 10:30:00 AM

I'm in Colombo, on my way back to Chennai, which means I fly to New York in two days, which means I move into my new places in 6 days, which means I start classes in 10 days. Which means, which means, which means...

I'm leaving. Sigh.

The people in the duty free here must think I'm a lush. 2 bottles of Australian red wine, an 8-pack of Guinness, a litre of Red Label, a litre of Bailey's.
the time is now: 4:20:00 AM

Hm, hm. what to blog?

Full of mucus, I am, for the third time this year. In nearly half-an-hour, I will have a fridge for my remaining four weeks here. A fridge for my liquor? Perhaps the occasional packet of milk. We just returned from conversing with women our age at a local NGO. I demonstrated my marvelously inadequate command of the language. The sweet girls, they giggled and praised us nonetheless.

I need to go home and get that fridge, do some homework, eat, do some more homework, go to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
the time is now: 8:59:00 AM

I'm back. And now, with five days to go until I make my home on another (sub-)continent for the summer... I suddenly feel very lonely.

Perhaps now is the time to distract myself from myself by reminding -- who else? -- myself what I need to do:

+ FINISH writing, goddammit
+ box up remaining books, etc
+ finish packing suitcases
+ install software on the other laptop, transfer files, etc.
+ get rid of old coffeemaker & stereo (take to the drop-off at the cleaners?)
+ buy a pretty-yet-simple salwar kameez, anything made with light cotton
+ visit housing office re: paperwork
+ changes of address
+ deposit stipend cheques
+ get Verizon to put my account on hold / look into phones in India?
+ return library books to Butler/ILL, Lehman, Barnard
+ buy gifts for various kin (esp. the under-10 set!)

etc.
the time is now: 12:28:00 AM

My eyes hurt. Or, rather, just the balls. Just the vessels, maybe. Yes, the vessels. They are swollen, swollen and red.

And my throat. It, too, is swollen and red.

I am still writing, yes, but I'm going to get some sweet rest on an island that sounds like it should be owned by a couple of trashy American heiresses.

Said rest will entail sun, surf, and getting a margarita made in my throat. (Tequila might just cure this damned retrovirus.)

WOO! SPRING BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
the time is now: 8:51:00 AM