awww, yall are all so damned supportive and wonderful! was worried i would get a bunch of chiding. anyway, its just an idea and we'll see how it goes.
completely stupid day so far. woke up achingly hung over in sort of a weird way; more out of fear of an impending hangover than of one that was actually there. got to bed way too late. date night got postponed due to a text messaged FL (his real name: Pierpaolo Cecot) received fom his friend roberto, who is getting married on saturday, saying that there was to be a "bachelor party" sort of thing last night. spur of the moment and completely innocent, as roberto has two babies and is v. responsible and obviously uninterested in strippers, etc. we went to porchis to salute the groom-to-be (i was invited since it was such a not-a-real-bachelor-party type bachelor party. and i add comic relief) and one thing led to another and, well, its friuli. climaxed with condor climbing through Fabbio's rose bushes that line the grape vines in his business suit, thorns sprouting from his strange head like ingrown beard bristles, sputtering about finding me just the perfect rose and how its all my fault, even though i in no way asked for a rose, while i burned the edges of the way-too-much-effort birthday card i had made for bentley at FL's suggestion, in an effort to make it look "midieval". dragged myself out of bed this morning at 8 thinking "oh no, oh christ", but found, after a hot bath with rose petals, a brisk walk and an espresso, that i was pretty much ok. got all the way to school, after a 45 minute delay on the train, 20 minutes waiting for the bus, and 30 minutes of confusion about where, exactly, the exam was taking place, to find that the whole thing had been cancelled, for unexplained reasons. there was a sweet hungarian girl waiting to take the exam too, a new exchange student at this stupid university. she looked so confused and forlorn, and all i could tell her was to get used to it and go drink a coffee.
the exam is for a placement in an upperlevel italian course. not sure that technically im a student here anymore, since classes are over, but i dont care, im taking the course anyway. have realised that my italian is at a standstill until i get some sort of structured, professional lessons. teaching myself out of a book isnt working so well anymore now that im into the more complicated stuff, and my grammar is non existent. i keep assuring FL that in english i am a literary genius and a whiz with the language (huh), and of course he says he doesnt doubt it. but its getting stupid. if im going to do this i need to be able to speak like a real person. so on top of the job search is now a language school search. so much to do.
hm. rainy day. am going into downtown udine in search of steaks, peppercorns, cognac, risotto, and champignons for dinner tonight. steak au poivre! and im going to try to make risotto with cognac, nutmeg and sage.
my hair is growing out into a weird shape. must fix this without going overboard.
oh god. just remembered. last night condor, who was being really mean all night for some reason, asked me if stevie wonder cut my hair. as i am retarded i immediately turned to FL and asked "do i really look like stevie wonder?!" which made condor collapse in a fit of giggles and declare that i am a ridiculous person, as FL tried to hide his grin, patting my arm reasurringly, telling me that, no, of course i do not look like stevie wonder. tired to act insulted but ended up snorting beer out of my nose with laughter. anyway, just a trim.