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second floor of an old (say mid-19th C.) house in
Brookline, MA, with three other people. My room is very
small, with just enough room for a bed and a thin table,
but I'm going to try to squeeze in two bookshelves
I was feeling rather trepidatious about moving into an
established household with its own dynamic, having to
learn their systems for doing things. Then, last night, I
watched Hitchcock's "Rebecca." (The book is one of
my favorites.) You know how Mrs. De Winter's biggest
problem is that she was much too sheepish when she
arrived at Manderly, being too afraid to assert her
personality in the slightest way? This inspired me to be
bolder than usual when I moved in to this new place --
for example, going through the cabinets and closets
without asking for permission, as I would normally do,
because I reckoned it was my house now and I needed
to know where things were.
I moved my things in around 2 pm and then I was out
until 7...now it's 10. I don't feel at home yet, but I expect
things will be better by Tuesday, when school starts.
I'm lucky in that my mom lives about 7 blocks away, so
I'm fairly familiar with the area. My mom is actually out
of town until Sept. 21, so I can use her apartment as a
second base if I need to. I also have the keys to one of
her friends' apartments, which is equipped with a grand
piano -- very nice.
My friend MH called me from NYC yesterday -- she's
trying to find a place to live before her job starts on
Tuesday, and so far she's seen a dozen places but
they're all either too dirty or full of dirty hippies and/or
cats. (Her words.)
I'm so glad I can post again...now if only my wireless
signal were stronger. I know this place is dead on
Saturday nights, but I just wanted to put this out there.
I just watched Little Miss Sunshine.
New Old Funky House
New Roommates/Potential Friends
Give them hell, girl!
Jenna is the bomb.
Agatha, I just got excited -- we'll be like sisters in arms,
The other day, I was thinking about the state of the
world...thinking about the New Yorker article I read that
said certain Cabinet members were prepared to use
nuclear weapons on Iran to stop their uranium
program....you know, how close we could be to
Armageddon. And I asked myself if I could stand to be
a librarian in a time of nuclear holocaust, or would I
wish I had some other job, like a nurse or someone
who would treat PTSD in bomb victims.
But, no, I would be really happy to be a librarian after
the apocalypse. It would like Fahrenheit 451...we'd be
preserving humanity in a very important way.
I had my orientation today -- I think I'm going to be very happy
I wasn't the least bit nervous, either, which was amazing. I slept
very well last night, and I was truly excited to go. These are my
people -- we are all library geeks.
My first class starts on Saturday. (I have classes on Tuesdays
and Saturdays, and I'll get to have an internship this semester.
Did you know that Boston has more libraries than any other US
*i don't actually know if this is true.