So it starts again. I see from reading over some of my entries from last semester that despite my efforts I have slipped into the trap of pretension. I think we need to start afresh and go with facts, not histrionics. Right.

I have just emerged from the ulu-ness of Hayesville, NC, residence of Simon Dixon, sophomore tenor in Rhythm and Blue. It was actually quite a good opportunity to get a breather in between traveling and the beginning of classes. In a nutshell, what was featured were: horses, bluegrass music, chocolate peanut butter fudge cake, singing, a BBQ involving 5 pigs, smelly dogs (x2), Mafia, cheapass Turning Leaf wine, Fred N Carl Lane, fog, Kimmi, an embarrassing home video, the Big Lebowski, insufficient bathrooms and getting lost numerous times.

Most of my things are still in storage. All the people who can help me seem not to be here yet. I'm irritated because although I have clothes, I have no bedsheets, or pillowcases, or pillows, or much of anything else. One more uncomfortable night coming up.

Music:
Remedy - Jason Mraz

Books:
The Light of Day - Graham Swift
The Eyre Affair - Jasper Fforde