hmph. apparently he has a fiance. oh well. i'm still on the wagon. kind of. i ate a bit too much and gnawed on one of my nails yesterday, but- BUT- i bought a copy of the economist which i am now devouring, so thats 1 point for me anyway.
feel bad though, because was on computer a bit ago with wet hair from shower and a cup of coffee (had just woken up) when angel face farm boy and my friend from rome asked if i wanted to go to lunch. my first response was "no, grazie" because i cant spend money on food, i have sandwiches to eat, plus im not hungry the first hour of the day, so i turned the invitation down. about 30 seconds later i realised that it was a beautiful day and i did infact, if not to eat, want to accompany the nice boys downtown for lunch, so i ran and threw on my shoes and a jacket and went chasing them down the street. but they are tall and fast and walk quickly and i was winded too soon and they had vanished. oh well.
so today i have to go to udine to do laundry. yes, thats right, there is no laundry service out here in the boondocks. so i have to cary all of my clothes downtown. while this is taking place i will read my magazine, the economist, and write the (non)love story of the spaniard down on paper for jane (she asked for it in the medium of a short story), and study, and take in the big city life. and tomorrow...VENICE!!