Hello all! it's only been a little more than a week, but it's already odd not being in Tampa, taking classes and sitting on the floor. ^-^
anyway, I was at work yesterday (first day back, oh Barnes and Noble, how i have kind of, sort of missed you) and found myself drawn to the languages section, looking at the Latin books. I didn't open any of them, due to a short break and also a lack of money, but i predict i'll find myself there often, because i'm already missing the language, as well as all of you!
i also found a old notebook of mine, from seventh grade spanish, and i'm babbling about how much i can't to get to college to take latin! i just thought it was a neat little thing.
and um, that's about it for now! just checking in.
mia
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Closer to two weeks, Mia, and I for one miss your company lots!
I've seen several baseball movies in the last day or so. I don't know if HBO just decided to pull them out of their archive all at once or what. I saw the last 30 minutes of "For the Love of the Game" with Kevin Costner, and about 10 minutes of "Rookie of the Year." And there was one baseball movie on that I'd never seen before - an old black and white film called "It Happens Every Spring," made in 1949. I didn't recognize anyone in it, but it was very cute. In the movie, there's this guy who's a chemistry prof at a small university in the mid-west. He's in love with one of his female students (evidently, not against the rules in 1949), and they want to get married, but he has no money and says they can't get married until he has something to give them a good life. He is trying to come up with a chemical compound for some corporation that wanted to pay him a lot of money for it. But some kids playing baseball outside brake his window with a run-away foul ball. It breaks all his equipment and ruins everything just when he hit a breakthrough. He thinks that he'll be ruined and he'll never be able to marry his girl. But then he discovers that the compound has a strange effect on the baseball. It makes it repel wood and makes the baseball impossible to hit with a bat. So he takes a sabbatical to follow his life-long dream of becoming a major league baseball pitcher. Hijinks ensue.
Now, I really want to go to a game!
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