Rambling

Today is the first of three days of final exams, and I have the entire afternoon class-free and work-free. Oh, except for the article I have to write for the PTA newsletter and the 15-minute activity for next week. But that can wait until next week.

For some reason my FTP client isn't able to connect with thejeffcho.com, so I can't upload any pictures. Not that I have many besides pics from the Hiroshima trip a month ago anyway.

I have High Fidelity in front of me. The one by Nick Hornsby.

I have been reading it for a few days. It corresponds to the movie pretty well, except the main character in the book is a lot more of an arsehole than John Cusack. I have heard the name Nick Hornsby dropped several times by several people, but never read any of his stuff until now; nor did I know that he also wrote About A Boy, a movie which I also loved.

This is not going to turn out to be a book review. But I thought a lot about my life in general while reading this book. Esp. all my prematurely terminated romantic misadventures. Something I can refer to in distance only after reframing the topic with an odd combination of qualifying adjectives and adverbs...

Ah, 5:00pm. Saved by the bell. Perhaps another time, when my heart is filled with Soul rather than Blues.