Finally, a weekend! How odd, I haven’t had one of these in something like two weeks. School has consumed me — but in the most excellent of ways. I’ve a full load of six classes (this including one independent study), all of which are actually quite interesting. I have also been submitting various works of poetry for publication (and now tingling with anticipation over rejection letters). Most of my study abroad applications have also been taken care of — hello Uppsala in the Spring! Eh? Yeah, I’m excited. Sadly, this is about as detailed as I can get with most of my school life as of late. Needless to say: I have been busy. I did, however, have the chance this Friday to hang out with my high school buddy Kevin and wander about the Iowa City streets on football game day (intense). I was unfortunately only able to stay for a night, as I had to return to Rock Island to get some things in order. These things being a record player, assorted DVDs, and my typewriter: all of which I will be bringing back with me to Champaign. I also searched nearly an hour in vain for my copy of 1984. On the plus side, I picked up a copies of Ginsberg’s HOWL and de Quincey’s Confessions of an English Opium-Eater during my brief stay in Iowa City. I also picked up a sweet new poncho and a pair of goggles. You know, for skit och fnittar. Anyhow, I’d like to throw at you some pictures of my new apartment and of myself after a visit to Iowa City this last Friday. Fun times.
My apartment. And stuff. And things.