I was asked to print a retraction
One of my sorta-avid readers, a more avid American Idol watcher, informed me that this season is a marked improvement over last year and that the live audience will be back when we get down to the final 10. We'll see. As I should have learned from many a television series - each annual installment is bound to be a little different than the previous, this can be for the better or for the worst. On that note, I'll withhold further judgment, at least until this week's episode on Tuesday.
Today marks my second Monday at home, or as my mother officially dubbed it, the time I am allowed to be sick has expired. Coincidently, I am feeling much better, a weekend of rest at home did the trick. Today is off to a good start. A friend in Italy sent a wonderfully optimisitc email about a new place he's moving into - a Tuscan castle converted into several apartments, on a hilltop above a small village of 2,000 - and he's moving there to start a new business with friends. It sounds fantastic, romantic, old world charming and I wish him the best of luck and everything seems to be off to a fantastic start. Then I had a nice chat with Kaia, who often feels like my kindred spirit in Taiwan. I think she and I process this whole post-college rut the same way. We're both conscious of this great irony - when you are young and have the time and the energy, you never have the means to travel and do everything you want to. But later in life, when you can afford to travel and live well, you are forced to work and are tired. They say youth is wasted on the young. It was good to catch up with her and I think we both made each other feel a bit better about lives that currently feel mediocre and average. I also think it's very hard for people who have always been identified as good students / identify themselves as good students not to be in school.
So such is life... tomorrow afternoon I am going to meet with a curator at an art museum in Hartford. It would be fantastic if something panned out there - really anything. It's not an interview, just an informal meeting, but making a contact is always good. As for today, I'd like to get the rest of my clothes put away in my bedroom and take my skis out of my car. With any luck, I'll find the one missing item causing me great diress - my graduate school accordian folder - copies of applications, essays, confirmation numbers. It's just a technicality of course, but it's really bothering me. I've looked everywhere, in every box, bag, and pile. I am sure I put it somewhere to keep in safe in transit, but I might have to cash in a St. Anthony lost and found service card.
posted by lmjasinski at 10:54 AM
