MESSY GRAMMAR

Today I went on a tour of the British Library.  Our tour guide has been working at the library for 30+ years.  He personally carried a GUTENBERG BIBLE and original Shakespeare texts from their previous resting places to the new library building.  He took them in a taxi cab.  I said, I WANT TO DO THAT.  He said his arms were shaking a lot.  "LOW PROFILE"--that's what he called their taxi cab transport.

British people seem to smile less but frequently make intense, sustained eye contact.

Ford, my frisbee throwing buddy, is my most delightful friend here thus far.  My roommate is amusing and nice.  There is some guy here that was good friends with Liz B. We found ourselves happily lost today while looking around for theatres, and we ended up in a very fancy building known as The Royal Courts of Justice. 

I talked to this eccentric old man in the grocery store. He passionately described to me how air lines are getting cheaper, now, but they also consist of the TRASH OF THE EARTH because these days they just let anyone in!  In the olden days, airplanes had class!  And the people in Cork are so stingy that they'll pick ashes up off the ground to roll them into cigarettes...  and in the US all the rich, trashy, miserly people go to Florida...  and soon there's going to be a world war because the whole world is getting trashier and trashier!   After a while, I starting getting uncomfortable and tried to escape to buy my mozarella cheese.  What a crotchety, potentially dangerous, endearing sort of old man.

Tomorrow, I'm going to try to play some pickup frisbee at a park.  I discovered a new sport today called "netball."  So many of the people playing it had colorful hair.  I want colorful hair, goshdarnit.  I must learn more about this "netball."

I am listening to Sinead O'Conner.  Last night, they played that song IIIII WANNA DANCE WITH SOMEBODYYY at the pub, and I laughed with glee.  That song reminds me of the Hall, most particularly NC and her wild dance moves.  When I return, we shall listen to that song together.

I miss St. A's.  Life here is exciting and new, but it is also overwhelming and a bit lonely without all of you.  Please keep me updated on what's going on with literary/visual projects.  I will enjoy having that connection with everyone while I am abroad.  It is comforting to know that, when the semester ends, I can return to a safe place inhabited by people I both love and enjoy immensely.  Meanwhile, I will push myself to continue adventuring into the unknown!