Thoughts on Mid-November

never forget your umbrella in november.  good for rain protection and staving off poop bombs dropped by the cast of alfred hitchcock's movie, the birds.

15 degrees celsius is just about perfect.

at a certain point yesterday, i got tired of analyzing design.  what does this mean?  why did the designer do this?  what do these forms and the placement of them communicate to the observer?  whatever.  i was done thinking.  i hadn't used my prismacolor markers all semester...so i just colored.  for 2 hours.

my art history professor gave the class pine caramels, made by monks.  just herbs and sugar.  it tasted like a christmas tree.  i was suddenly eager for december 18th.

maybe i should start eating eggs.  they're economic.

i leave for paris in two weeks.  is there any place in france that celebrates thanksgiving?  some sweet potatoes and cranberries would be nice.  but i'm doubtful.

we got back from our field trip on november 6th.  it was too late to buy a monthly public transit pass.  i've taken up to walking to and from class (1 mile each way).  a favorable change.

4 out of 6 roommates will be gone to barcelona this weekend.  i wonder what trouble i can get into with less supervision.

i broke a glass yesterday.  it was kind of cool to watch.  knocked it off the table and it shattered on the marble floor.

for my next photography assignment i'm supposed to photograph contrasts, like hot vs. cold.  any ideas? mine are lame.

is it snowing in the states?  if so someone should send me a picture.

i really really really, really, need to research and contact firms for my internship this summer.  which means i need to make my portfolio presentable.  eh.

i think i'm going to do some yoga tomorrow.  megan has a dvd.

has anyone ever heard the song under the bridge by the red hot chili peppers?  (p.s. they're my fave)  it mentions that "sometimes i feel like my only friend is the city i live in" and "i drive on her streets cuz she's my companion, i drive through her hills cuz she knows who i am."  i feel like everyone has their own companion city, one that's them in a nutshell.  they share the same characteristics, they vibe.  i think it's an immediate connection.  i've grown to love rome but i know that she's not my city.  (this is probably good news for mother.)  the search continues.

it's mid-november.  one month and six days till i fly home.  i haven't decided whether i like or dislike this.