Limbo Time
That is the best way to describe the time between one class and another. There isn't enough time to do anything but read articles for class, return library books or eat lunch. I guess there is a lot one "could" do in that time but because it is only an hour or two it is easier to say that the time is useless and spend it doing nothing. the fact that the most comfortable place to hang out in dis is the periodical room or the computer lab makes that limbo time usually time spent on the computer. like now. i would go to the periodical room but the new yorker is old and ive already read it.
so here i am. on the computer. i woke up and considered not going to class but i knew we had a city planner coming in as a guest speaker so i got my act together and left. he was a great speaker and im glad i went. but i got my period and wanted to die. i was looking for pain killers when my friend nicki walked by. she is one of those girls whom, though she is the same age and has the same amount of life experience as you, could actually be your mother. and she had some. actually, she had a plethora for specific pains so i got exactly what i needed. but it was kind of late to be taking it so the next hour i was in extreme pain. but probably not as painful as lucy's pain. sorry about that boo.
i had a fantastic weekend. friday night i ran the bastions with haley. we went at five so it was pitch dark. it looked like the bastions were closed but we went anyway. bastions are earthen fortifications that are shaped like spades. they were constructed to give full offensive range as well as take the impact of cannon fire. copenhagen kept theirs and made some of them into parks and, actually, the theme park "tivoli" was built on a bastion. but the ones we were running on were in a circle because they were protecting the original fort. now military personel live there. so we were running it in the dark, there was no one there, the moat was glistening in the moonlight, the windmill was glowing, the bells on the church were going off--it was unbelievably beautiful. at the completion of my first lap there stood a man in military fatigues. i ran back to haley so i wouldn't have to have this awkward interaction on my own. he told us the bastions were closed and we had to leave. so we left. and then we ran around the outside of the bastions. but the trail stopped half way around so i suggested we run through the fort. which we did. and when another man in fatigues started towards me i turned my ipod up and sprinted.
after our run we went to my place and ate delicious spinach and garlic mashed potatoes. the we hung out with froter the norweigen, peter, and dan at brendan's flat. we had fun for a while, then dan creeped everyone out so i left and went to bed.
the next day i spent with jaimie working on a project for carsten's class. we walked from rådhuspladsen to vesterbrotorv and decided to get lunch before starting the project. we got this spicey "pizza" to which i unknowingly added that sun dried tomato chili pepper sauce. i was on fire. but it calmed down and i ate the rest with lemon juice. why am i writing about this? anyway, we took over fifty pictures of vesterbro and were lucky enough to catch a man shooting up under the church steps.
we decided to go do our write up at jaimie's flat. she was riding her bike so, when it started pouring rain, i was miserable and alone at the bus stop. the bus was packed and a woman in a gigantic fur coat kept leaning on my face. now this was not only gross fur, but this was WET gross fur, in my face. i wanted to die. i kept knocking her leg with my breifcase but she wouldn't move! ugh. i arrived at j's traumatized. she made me coffee and talked me down. then we typed typed typed and finished the majority of our write up before abbey came over. then all work ceased and we had very intense intellectual conversations comparing smith to bryn mawr to col college. it was nice. later, abbey made us chestnuts but i ate one that tasted like clams so my chestnut eating experience was cut short. j must have thought we didn't get enough to eat so she made banana bread to complete the night. i walked home in fear that someone would rob me of my computer but i made it home safe.
i wanted to go to this photo exibit that has been travelling the world (a bunch of award winning photos) so i called up jack to see if she wanted to go. we took this crazy train route into the city, but im glad we did or we would have missed the most exciting thing i have ever scene in a danish subway. we were just standing in nørreport station when this man started shouting up the escalator in danish. people started running and we just stood there unable to understand what was going on. this man emerged from the stairs and started chasing these guys around with a knife. it was crazy. once things settled again this girl told us the man was pissed at another guy for not getting out of his way. right. i should pull a knife every time someone doesn't get out of my way. WHAT? she went on to say that copenhagen is a crazy city where people get shot in coffee shops. i was like, girl, im from america. people get killed on the street just cause. but we acted impressed and caught our train.
the photo exibit was behind kobenhavnH station. on our walk to the warehouse where the photos were displayed we stepped over needles and saw the sketchiest drug deal ever. i was scared to look. but once we got there the photos were so depressing and scary that our earlier experiences didn't seem too bad.
we returned to keops kollegium for a christmas party where they were serving æbleskiver (danish doughnut holes) and gløg (warm red wine, schnapps, and schnapps soaked nuts and raisins). as you can imagine, the combination of wine and carbs lead to a comatose evening. we met a girl at the party who had a bunch of movies on her external hard drive so she sent me some. jack came over and we watched "good night and good luck." it made me proud to be friends with j, a future journalist and world changer. lisa also sent me "rize" but it dled with no sound. damn.
that is all.
That is the best way to describe the time between one class and another. There isn't enough time to do anything but read articles for class, return library books or eat lunch. I guess there is a lot one "could" do in that time but because it is only an hour or two it is easier to say that the time is useless and spend it doing nothing. the fact that the most comfortable place to hang out in dis is the periodical room or the computer lab makes that limbo time usually time spent on the computer. like now. i would go to the periodical room but the new yorker is old and ive already read it.
so here i am. on the computer. i woke up and considered not going to class but i knew we had a city planner coming in as a guest speaker so i got my act together and left. he was a great speaker and im glad i went. but i got my period and wanted to die. i was looking for pain killers when my friend nicki walked by. she is one of those girls whom, though she is the same age and has the same amount of life experience as you, could actually be your mother. and she had some. actually, she had a plethora for specific pains so i got exactly what i needed. but it was kind of late to be taking it so the next hour i was in extreme pain. but probably not as painful as lucy's pain. sorry about that boo.
i had a fantastic weekend. friday night i ran the bastions with haley. we went at five so it was pitch dark. it looked like the bastions were closed but we went anyway. bastions are earthen fortifications that are shaped like spades. they were constructed to give full offensive range as well as take the impact of cannon fire. copenhagen kept theirs and made some of them into parks and, actually, the theme park "tivoli" was built on a bastion. but the ones we were running on were in a circle because they were protecting the original fort. now military personel live there. so we were running it in the dark, there was no one there, the moat was glistening in the moonlight, the windmill was glowing, the bells on the church were going off--it was unbelievably beautiful. at the completion of my first lap there stood a man in military fatigues. i ran back to haley so i wouldn't have to have this awkward interaction on my own. he told us the bastions were closed and we had to leave. so we left. and then we ran around the outside of the bastions. but the trail stopped half way around so i suggested we run through the fort. which we did. and when another man in fatigues started towards me i turned my ipod up and sprinted.
after our run we went to my place and ate delicious spinach and garlic mashed potatoes. the we hung out with froter the norweigen, peter, and dan at brendan's flat. we had fun for a while, then dan creeped everyone out so i left and went to bed.
the next day i spent with jaimie working on a project for carsten's class. we walked from rådhuspladsen to vesterbrotorv and decided to get lunch before starting the project. we got this spicey "pizza" to which i unknowingly added that sun dried tomato chili pepper sauce. i was on fire. but it calmed down and i ate the rest with lemon juice. why am i writing about this? anyway, we took over fifty pictures of vesterbro and were lucky enough to catch a man shooting up under the church steps.
we decided to go do our write up at jaimie's flat. she was riding her bike so, when it started pouring rain, i was miserable and alone at the bus stop. the bus was packed and a woman in a gigantic fur coat kept leaning on my face. now this was not only gross fur, but this was WET gross fur, in my face. i wanted to die. i kept knocking her leg with my breifcase but she wouldn't move! ugh. i arrived at j's traumatized. she made me coffee and talked me down. then we typed typed typed and finished the majority of our write up before abbey came over. then all work ceased and we had very intense intellectual conversations comparing smith to bryn mawr to col college. it was nice. later, abbey made us chestnuts but i ate one that tasted like clams so my chestnut eating experience was cut short. j must have thought we didn't get enough to eat so she made banana bread to complete the night. i walked home in fear that someone would rob me of my computer but i made it home safe.
i wanted to go to this photo exibit that has been travelling the world (a bunch of award winning photos) so i called up jack to see if she wanted to go. we took this crazy train route into the city, but im glad we did or we would have missed the most exciting thing i have ever scene in a danish subway. we were just standing in nørreport station when this man started shouting up the escalator in danish. people started running and we just stood there unable to understand what was going on. this man emerged from the stairs and started chasing these guys around with a knife. it was crazy. once things settled again this girl told us the man was pissed at another guy for not getting out of his way. right. i should pull a knife every time someone doesn't get out of my way. WHAT? she went on to say that copenhagen is a crazy city where people get shot in coffee shops. i was like, girl, im from america. people get killed on the street just cause. but we acted impressed and caught our train.
the photo exibit was behind kobenhavnH station. on our walk to the warehouse where the photos were displayed we stepped over needles and saw the sketchiest drug deal ever. i was scared to look. but once we got there the photos were so depressing and scary that our earlier experiences didn't seem too bad.
we returned to keops kollegium for a christmas party where they were serving æbleskiver (danish doughnut holes) and gløg (warm red wine, schnapps, and schnapps soaked nuts and raisins). as you can imagine, the combination of wine and carbs lead to a comatose evening. we met a girl at the party who had a bunch of movies on her external hard drive so she sent me some. jack came over and we watched "good night and good luck." it made me proud to be friends with j, a future journalist and world changer. lisa also sent me "rize" but it dled with no sound. damn.
that is all.
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