brother, i

people who are all, yeah, i'm so comfortable with myself and i just detest my life but everything's okay because i'm uncool and i know it which makes me so much fucking cooler than you, they bum me out a lot recently.

i drank a real coke today and the can was so red that my eyes still hurt. also i don't want to live in a dorm with bread on the floor.

odi et amo.

so i'm back in bordeaux. at least for another couple of hours. maybe i'm here against my better judgment. no, i'm definitely here against my better judgment. i gave it serious consideration, and in the back of my head i still am giving it serious consideration, but i'm not ready to be back in austin. and i actually did miss the bread. i'm going to try to find a new apartment, at least, when i get back next week. while i'm not studying for my linguistics or my didactic final.

i'm waking up at 4:00 tomorrow morning to fly to athens. i'm there for 7 days, staying at a hostel in plaka, being a tourist who just happens to know where the best spanikopita is. who maybe speaks enough greek to ask for bus tickets and to say thank you. i'm absolutely terrified. it's been a long time, you know. i don't even know what to do. it's not supposed to rain, at least, so i guess the acropolis and lycavittos and i don't even know. does anyone have suggestions? or want anything? some pita chips or a kinder egg?

i did buy a really incredible album for the plane ride. johann johannsson. it's nice and chromatic.

i'm close to halfway done. i have a week off at the end of february, march is busy, and i'm done with class in april. i'm going northeast in may. way northeast. this is nothing, right? i just need a kitchen and a shower i don't have to climb a ladder to get to.

a plus tard.