Friday, July 21, 2006
Sometime this afternoon or this weekend I shall visit the apartment to assess space and begin a move-in strategy. Fortunately, I should not have to purchase a great many things- perhaps a few pots and pans, a bathroom rug, a broom, devices (nails, ticky-tack) with which to hang things, et cetera. I might need a little red wagon, if I have to walk down the street to do laundry.
I did neglect to account for the fact that I now have a yard, which will require minimal upkeep (the neighborhood is relatively "safe", but admittedly not well-preserved). This yard also provides un-heretofore thought-of storage possibilities (confer: content of parantheses, previous sentence). It strikes me as just the sort of holding pen for a vicious, neglected animal, such as a pit bull or a tiger. I would prefer a black leopard or a howler monkey, but I may have to save nickels and dimes for a few more months before I consider such an investment.
I swam regularly the past several weeks, minus Jenni, and have concluded that I almost enjoy swimming. If I did not have to wear body-clinging attire or get wet, I would love swimming. Currently, I kickboard between fifteen and twenty laps. That is all. My arms do nothing. I do not put my head under the water, unless I must duck under the ropes to exit the pool. I more than suspect that I provide much amusement for the lifeguards, who are all very nice (a little too nice). The gradual but noticeable slimming of my waist impels me forward.
Ich muß Griechisch, Latein, und Deutsch studieren. Oi weh.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 11:35 AM]