so it's been a while. not terribly interested in rehashing the past three weeks, i've got other stuff on my mind. suffice to say: i survived finals, ended up with my lowest semester gpa yet (still 4.0 in violin), don't particularly care, had lots of fun in hatteras on the beach, and it's wonderful to be with anible again.
that said.
it's been another anible day. went over at 9-ish this morning, to provide moral support etc. during his interviews at the national technical institute for the deaf. he'd applied to transfer there from marlboro earlier this spring, to enter the interpreting program. (his two passions, you know, asl and linguistics.) anyway. today he had an interview and a skills assessment. (keep in mind, here, he hasn't been around the deaf in about a year and a half.) the assessor said that the skill is obviously there, but he's rusty. he's going to take a ten-week accelerated asl III course this summer to refresh himself. if he meets ntid's entrance requirements after that, he'll be admitted to the aslie program. otherwise, he'll be admitted 'conditionally,' and take non-interpreting classes along with more asl refreshers. either way, he's in.
please understand, this is very exciting, and not only because he just got in to one of the most highly respected interpreting programs in the country.
anible will be in rochester next fall.
*jumps up and down, dances around*
*cough* so. yes. contintuing. we got back from rochester at around 4/5-ish. had dinner at the anible's, really good rice stir fry. chatted a bit with the anible parents, then anible and i took off to downtown ithaca. i didn't realize how much i missed it. white skinny guys with dreads and birkenstocks, perpetually stoned; hairy womyn in linen (and birkenstocks, for that matter); the house of shalimar and its tibetan sundresses; the row of used book stores on the commons, racks of clearance advertising $2 per book! what a city. anible and i grabbed the latest issue of the ithaca times from the library and sauntered over to autumn leaves, our favorite bookstore/cafe, to peruse the concert listings. settled on joe papas at the moosewood, turned out to be an accomplished classical guitarist. we sat and were serenaded for a while, soaking the the intellectual swank and hippie chill that is the moosewood. great place, yo. i felt guilty about going there two nights ago and not ordering anything (went to hear djug django, fantastic old-school jazz band), so this time i got myself a fresh strawberry ricotta mousse. mmmmm...i think i'll make it a habit. ...crikey, that was good. (my mouth is starting to water.)
joe finished up at around 9:15. anible and i walked around the commons for a bit, taking in the smells etc.--it really does have a distinctive smell. concrete (or wet concrete, tonight), and cedar chips, and stale exhaust, and fresh food. it's a great smell. (no, really, it is.) 9:25 we headed over to cinemapolis to see eternal sunshine of the spotless mind (jim carrey, kate winslet, kirsten dunst for good measure). excellent movie. bit distressing *cough*, but still excellent. i'd give a good long review, but i hate to give even the barest bit of plot away. it's an extremely existential movie--very much relish life because you're alive, there doesn't have to be a point and it doesn't have to be perfect, existence is an end in and of itself, don't be content to just exist, the moments are all we have and they're worth it, live as if you won't be able to tomorrow, etc. the acting is superb. i don't know what it is recently, i've been seeing a lot of really good acting--i think the popularity of reality tv shows is encouraging directors to include more ad-libbing in their movies. anyway. the composition of the film is incredibly effective. and i'm just rambling now because it's 1:30 in the morning, but really. it's a great movie.
o o, we also (inadvertently) visited the cafe run by twelve tribes, a somewhat sketchy sect of christianity. got to be the neatest interior decorating scheme i've ever seen--walking in is like stepping into a jungle. everything is solid logs, leaves, amber lighting...the kind of place i would frequent if it weren't run by who it's run by.
it started thunderstorming during the movie. when we got out, we went up to ecovilliage to watch. pitch black, foggy clouds, pouring rain, intense white flashes--it was pretty impressive. took about five minutes before we both spooked ourselves and left. *cough* vivid imaginations, you know. to much science fiction during our formative years.
in other news, there are currently two horrendously ill-conceived bills headed for congress. if they pass (which they won't, but hypothetically speaking), i will renounce my us citizenship and become a drifter.
the squirrels are crawling up my roof again, i hate it when they do that.