Thursday, June 3, 2010

Last Night, Part II

It just was not my night last night. After recovering from the shocking shellfish allergic reaction, I was a bit dizzy and lightheaded. So, naturally, it occurred to me that this would be the perfect time to do the dishes. A short while later, my unfortunate roommate walked in to find me on the kitchen floor, surrounded by broken glass, with both the floor and me rather bloody. No, I didn't faint; I just got lightheaded and then dropped a glass, then picked up the glass with my bare hands (remember, I had just been through a trauma AND I had a lot of benedryl on board). So, now I have two injured hands! And, my roommate has decided not to leave me unattended anymore.

Today was much better. I had a fun time in my film history class, then went out to dinner and a baseball game with friends. Our team won, I got hit on by the mascot, and we met so really nice people from all of our home states. Good times in Virginia!

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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"