windows have been left open in the night. at least the screen has been in the way of moths and my rest.

it is sad how attached i realized i was to this wonderful invention, brought to me by oh-thanks-technology, when i spent a week away from it. all my music...all my photos...all my writings...they couldn't recover them. worries set aside: i am putting my baby through rehab; we are gaining back all we have lost, and we're doing it together.

since this thing gave me the white screen of death and the harddrive was so heated i could have made my favorite breakfast on it, i have been reading a lot of tom wolfe, turning out the light before midnight, waking up before ten, organizing, and getting things done. it's amazing.

item ah: monday was a twofold trip; i attended a very informative sort of transfer student orientation at central. i registered for classes (all theatre classes, yusssssss), got my student id (yay for up-at-five-in-the-morning-pictures-now-look-at-the-camera-for-a-second pictures), had a very helpful advising session with the head of the theatre arts department, met another theatre major (bless the lord for nice young men), found my dorm (alas, not allowed to go inside yet, but it's a suite, oo la la), found out who my prospective roommate will be, ate a small sandwich and a giant cookie, picked up a brochure about studying theatre in london, realized how deep into this program i will be (no complaints from the peanut gallery), wandered around campus, laughed with my mother, and then traversed right across university way to the apple authorized retail?/repair location where i left my babe in the hands of professionals. and visited my father, to kindly ask him to deliver said possession on his way up at the end of the week. and had ice cream, and came home, and collapsed amid the triple-digit heat.

item bay: the right stuff. 'nuff said. i never realized how similarly mr. wolfe and i stylize our writing; i started this thing before i even picked up I Am Charlotte Simmons.

item say: gaining weight. ick. need more abdominal/core workouts in my day. and less general tso's.

item chay: aforementioned triple-digit weather has finally forced me to give in to my mother's constant coersions about cross-ventilation, and i've actually gotten used to sleeping with the window partially open during the night. it's more peaceful and less dangerous than i thought.

item day: saved my photos; might have to rebuild my entire music library. sadness or tediousness? i'm going to schedule an appointment, on the referencing and advice of my friend, with these people who are apparently able to hook my old harddrive up to a mega-computer and recover things. please be who people say you are, firefly.

still not taking chances, i bought a slick-looking portable harddrive. that, and as soon as i deposit this wednesday's paycheck, i have to shell out three-hundred big ones to the madre, who so graciously took the bill for the repair.

item ay: third wednesday in a row that cullen and aaron (and katie) have been the only real leads at swing. come on, peeps! stop vacationing...there might be a good jam circle this week...

item effay: i head to the land o' lakes on the eleventh. i'm getting up super early to fit in a work-out for a passing grade. no pun intended. will be meeting family i either haven't seen in years, or haven't seen at all. at least they're saying the summer over there is unusually cool--oh, mid-seventies farenheit, this desert's bells doth toll for thee!

item hhhay: and holy toe-lee-doe, am i ever excited for the time when i can finally turn in my two week's notice!!! praise the lord, and pass the thin mint cookies.

item ahchay: one week. until i (hopefully) receive an abundance of help in the form of gifts. until waldorf astoria cake, and an abundance of friends and family. until i remember you, again. until i expect another storm to break.

i'm tired. i have to get up early tomorrow.

i'd better not get used to these hours again. they'll kill me after three constant years.

-d