today i went to gwu to pay my tuition and get the info i need about my books so i can get them online cheaper. during this time i met manang fely (i think that is her name), a nice old pinay working in the scholarship department of gw whom i visit every semester, even though i don't need to. actually, i can't remember what it was that brought me to her office, but anyway now i have a friend of sorts outside the engineering department. we talked for a bit and then we said good-bye, that was it.
i also decided to stop by the tower records that is in a little shopping complex on-campus, just across the building we call the marvin center, the marvin center being the place that houses both the bookstore and the cafeteria. I decided to go to tower to see whether they had that new orange juice compilation ('the glasgow school') i scored in sydney a few weeks ago for a staggering au$32+. cd's are very expensive in australia so i was expecting to find out today that i'd paid way too much for 'the glasgow school.' my only faint hope was that there would not be any orange juice stuff here in the us, just as there hadn't been for the better part of two years that i'd been looking, this being the very reason i did not hesitate to buy the album in sydney. of course as my luck would have it they did have 'the glasgow school' at tower, and for us$13+. this means that if i had waited a scant two weeks, i would have saved meself, oh, about ten dollars. now, i consider this music priceless, so i still think the au$32 was not that bad a price, but what angers me about the situation here with tower is that they would not have this album--or at least at such a bargain price--if it were not released by current hot property franzfuckingferdinand's label (domino), nor would they have advertised it in the goddamn washington city paper. i did not let this little annoyance bother me enough to stop looking aroound, and as i was rummaging through the shelves i saw the subway sect singles anthology and one of the go kart mozart albums I'd planned to buy in sydney but just could not find there. so i grabbed them and promptly and remorsefully phoned my sister to tell her sadly that i was, for a moment, shamefully prodigal when i could not quite afford to be so. i also picked up a copy of the city paper on my way out.
i read that paper for the whole train ride to glenmont, and i read it also for the bus ride from glenmont to my suburb, olney. at the bus i was reading, of all things, the personals. i have written before about my interest in personals, not to look for a date but just the romanticism in the belief in finding love in so crass a manner. the particular kind of personal i like to read in the city paper is the 'i saw you' personal, where one person puts up an ad, hoping that the person he/she made brief eye contact with on the train, supermarket, etc, feels the same way about him/her and reads the city paper personals, particularly the 'i saw you' section. now, the funny part about all this is that in my rapture i did not notice the huge header reading 'personals,' plain for any passenger in my perimeter to see and reasonably conclude that i am a sad, lonely boy a-lookin' for love. so the bus got me to olney and i asked my aunt to drop me home where nothing really happened afterwards.
i did however, bake muffins for the kids in the daycare and they really liked it.
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