I am sitting in my favorite late night mischief and blogging lab with jack for the last time for a while. I have a sunburn, a welcome sort of discomfort that gives the illusion of vitality and health. graduation was some 14 hours ago and it was a nice ceremony, the keynote address by Dava Sobel was a little too much about the moon and acknowledged as being unoriginal. the presentation of names was speedy. a fellow feb and I limped our way into the front row of the handicapped section, making me feel a little guilty, but at least we had among the best seats in the house.
from that point forward, the sun came out and it turned out to be one of the nicest days we've had this season. I got to spend some quality time with Kenny before he bumbled back to Italy - after a too short and forgettable week. We left knowing that email is capable of some amazing things - something Kaia concurred last night on our walk back from the Sawchuk's house. We'll put it to the test... I actually think this could be an interesting thing to track in my on-going research and life observations about the capabilities of the internet - how will it effect class reunion participation? Will it alter the numbers drastically - or will people know more about each other going in, so it's not like bumping into someone out of the blue and asking them what they've done with the past 10 years... time will tell, just something I'm considering. If more people had these weblogs, we'd know intimate details about one another, but much more could be accomplished in a two-way dialogue.
I talked to my mom today for a few hours on the phone - after a nice leisurely walk through town, hitting the local hotspots and ben and jerry's for free. I think I am homesick, I at least look forward to spending a few days in CT on the couch becoming reacquainted with HBO and people I like to call Mom and Dad. I haven't been home since spring break and that feels like a long time ago and I guess it was. I still have much packing to do and then comes the two days of unpacking and losing the one thing you need the most... we'll see how patient Dad is with me in the morning when the place is still in ruins. it'll nice to be home and maybe that will make the packing less dull & tedious, but that's probably impossible.
But we've hit the end - rather abruptly now that it's finally here, but it's been coming for a long, slow, haul. I'll probably have more important things to say on the matter once I get home and then want to be back here again, or maybe once I step foot onto the steaming NYC street, smell that awful urine-roasted nut smell, see a real painting... well, you get the jist - I am ready to trade my mountains in for skyscrapers, just give me a week to do my dry cleaning first.
posted by lmjasinski at 12:11 AM
