A Crash Course in Prague
Why is there Underwear on the Counter?
Might as well start with the title first...
So tonight I’m in the kitchen... And I look over, and next to the dish towel is a pair of white Calvin Klein boxers...
Guy and I both knew they weren’t ours. They weren’t Mike’s. And Jack has been traveling around Europe and has been here once in the last week or so...
Hm.
So instead of leaving them, I moved them to another surface, the floor, until someone can claim ownership...
Anyways, today my brain was on suck instead of blow.
Alarm went off. I turned it off. And went back to bed. Woke up again at 9:50, showered, dressed, missed the 10:07 tram, ran to catch the 10:13 six blocks away...
After my art and architecture class I travelled around shooting a video (or at least the pieces for a video) about Prague (that has a hard deadline of Friday morning) for the incoming students for next semester.
I’ll have it done Thursday at 3am or so... And then I get up at 4:30 to catch a flight to London.
London: YEY.
Lack of Sleep: Yuck.
I guess it’s a good thing that Mom and Dad were able to get me my software (Final Cut Pro) thru the internet...
It only took about an hour to have them set it up, with some failed instruction on my behalf, and then 8 hours to transfer the 1GB file.
But it worked. Thank god. No iMovie for me!
Anyways I also received Gladiator in the mail today from Mom. Good movie. Couldn’t help but feel, “I was there!” for the majority of the film.
Anyways, back to sleep/work/sleep/work.
All is fair in love and war I suppose...