head up, omnidirectional

time is spent with a worrisome quickness of late...i'm not sure how it can pass so unnoticeably. my days consist entirely of errands and correspondences and small steps toward my next big exam project (due may 8th) and volunteering at the isc and social time intermingled. i'm not sure i'd like to bore you with my quotidian, which seems large and imposing and uninteresting to write about, though hardly so to live.

a few short notes, then:
-the play on wednesday was lovely and more provocative than i thought it might be, and included this paraphrased controversial comment that i logged away with uncertain curiosity: "men only understand happiness as a feeling that they have, while women only have happiness by something that they give." any thoughts from the peanut gallery? i am very wary of these kinds of generalizations, but still wonder.
-last night i drank israeli dessert wine (sloooowly, 'tis intensely sweet) while andrew and our friends played a board game called 'settlers' where you colonize a new world and fight to do it the fastest with your own territories and resources. nerds.
-my flatmate natalie moved out in a mysterious and frustrating manner earlier in the week. i was in the shower when someone pulled down hard on the door handle, trying to get in. they were of course thwarted because it was locked, and i was a little puzzled as the attempt when the occupation of the bathroom was blaringly obvious. i heard someone stomping around and figured it was natalie - she has a very heavy foot, especially for being such a wee lass. after i left the bathroom, she came in and knocked a bunch of stuff around loudly and rapidly, then promptly left. i noticed thereafter that all of the handtowels in the bathroom were gone, which were purchased by myself and laura, the american flatmate of first semester. i thought, 'oh that's nice, someone must be washing them.' days went by and no reappearance of the towels, and so i thought, 'natalie took the towels! what a psycho...and how inconvenient.' but, the mystery has since been unraveled, for it turns out the mover that day was actually natalie's mother. still totally weird that she took the towels, and the six pounds i spent to ensure that my hands aren't always soaking when i leave the bathroom could've been better spent elsewhere for certain, but the exit and difficulty of communicating with her leaves us to throw up our hands. my other flatmates have started eating her grapes and yogurt that she left...so i guess we will find our paybacks where we can.
-my present and upcoming days must be spent reading marxist literary theory, which is actually more fun than it might sound, but this week's weather has been fairly gorgeous by our standards, close to highs of 60 and lots of sun. it's a shame to have to be so confined and sedentary. andrew tried to arrange to whisk me away into a hike around the pentland hills this afternoon (they are on the city's outskirts and are very visible and present in the views around town; i imagine it would be serene and refreshing out there), but there has been too much of that and not enough marx and brecht. all things academic at edinburgh are continuing with a good deal of unease, for of course the aut strike hasn't made any strides toward resolution, despite the meetings that have been held...i will be really upset if i don't get any grades from this year. but i must carry on for now-
-two unrelated excitements: i just learned that cirque d'soleil's 'delirium' is coming to the brand new arena in charlottesville on august 1st! i have aaalways wanted to see one of their shows...birthday present, ma & pa?
also, i am think i am in love with all creative projects by jeff tweedy...at the moment, mermaid avenue with billy bragg and being there with wilco are on my brain. i understand that some people don't get it, why there is any greatness to speak of, but it is like i am infected and can't see any other view. i really hope i can get my radio show at uva back next year, i miss the forum : )

right. should go shower and read until an afternoon coffee date. happy friday friends and lovers.