Gypsy Adventures, cont.

On the way back to campus (Caitlin's going away party), and in the opposite direction of the castle, I saw this character. I like it for a lot of reasons, but mostly because I like to write and through writing I can share who I am. Writing is part of the whole "knowledge is power" message, or like my tiny little Japanese stickies say, "Communication is love."

1976 is maybe the subliminal message here. And a long time ago, Vero used to sing me "ghetto superstar, that is who you are..." Anyway, I was reminded of home and I was happy.


Going away party for Caitlin in Building 18 on the 5th floor kitchen. She has to go home earlier than planned because she tore her ACL and needs surgery. So sad.

Finally, I was fed again. Hatem has a vague sense of time.

So, when we were full, off we went to the Anniversary of Jazzkeller's Dub/Reggae night. These are the bredren, the raggamuffins. Ha. Hatem went off on them outside and told them they needed to stop "clashing" and that they should prepare their sets. We wanted to dance but there were too many scratchy transitions.

Hatem let this guy talk to me, except I had no clue what he was saying. But check out how thick his face and chest hair is. Crazy. My waxing lady, Sahar, would die trying to keep him smooth. I think he said he was from Canada?...

End of the night. 3AM on a Tuesday.