monday march 19 2001    |    3:39 a.m.

i am all sorts of travel-weary. fell asleep at nine tonight with the intention of waking up an hour later and reading, but it looks like i forgot to set my alarm and so i got up maybe twenty minutes ago. oops.

listening to a band from gainesville which blows me away and smoking a cigarette and writing this. one good thing about being back: smoking indoors.

i got in yesterday at five in the afternoon after traveling for twelve hours, including a somewhat painful three-hour layover in atlanta during which i sat at a window and watched countless planes land and take off. mid-ohio received me under a gray sky and tiny pellets of frozen rain. sigh. smoked with fritz and julie, unpacked the suitcase, went to bed.

woke up ridiculously early today, went to the market with julie to buy lunch so as to avoid the cafeteria for as long as possible. bought the newspaper, which i still haven't read. luckily around here no news is old news, you're lucky if you get any news at all inside this bubble. walked over to daniel's where we listened to old tortoise, i believe, and talked to him and laura for a long while. turns out laura was road-tripping over break, and in miami friday night of the beachfront drum circle, which she never actually got to because police blocked the roads in an attempt to control the influx of drumcircling university of miami kids. it really is a small world, i suppose.

went to work, where i got paid for checking e-mail. dinner, skipped the movie for chinese film, hung out with fritz, conked out. & here you have the sequence of events.

tomorrow we're all thrown back into the fray. actively resisting urges to crawl into bed and stay there indefinitely. friday the comps get turned in for good finally, and then daniel will most likely have a party at his place, and this is something to look forward to. also a much-anticipated visit. i'm working on the positive mindset, telling myself it's here, this was my last trip back to school, these are the last six weeks of college, ever. goodbye academe. (resisting temptation to type "good riddance." oops.)

but i've never quite gotten this living in the moment thing down, so i'm thinking about the show ed's putting together in mid-may, about the ramifications (!) of staying in miami, about the full moon, about the 7"s i have to tape at daniel's for lack of a record player. about a song called "miami," beats that sound like the rhythm of the highway, melody like driving past the downtown skyline at night, heading towards the macarthur causeway and the beach.

anyway, the instant messenger is blinking at this late hour, so i'm off to do the conversation thing. this is great fun.