it's all talk
9.05.2003
a week into classes, and the work piles on. the sun is out today for the first time since ive been here, and it was a glorious mid-morning, hearing saint sebastian's church bells dueling with those of north college. the room is nearly unpacked. new texts pile on my bookshelf. im living with the 9 greatest people on campus. last night we watched the democratic candidate presidential debate at davenport; it was absolute melodrama, booing lieberman, cheering kucinich. with gephardt's closing remarks, we walked back to the apartment and talked for hours. last night i heard the train passing over the connecituct river, clacking, whistling, away. i'm quite pleased.
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