My new room ...

So I recently decided to live the monastic life, but in a boarding house, so my monasticism (read: sleep) is sometimes broken up at 3 in the a.m. by neighboring drunks or the crazy lady down the hall who can't flush the toilet correctly. All this is OK, as my laptop is larger than my tiny room, so it forces me out the door to the local Starbucks to steal wireless Internet access.

This Thanksgiving weekend, I am thankful for everyone in my building not being here (except the hermetic-crazy lady), so I can live the contemplative life in which I semi-privately steal (the common room in the boarding house gets the signal but doesn't have a door) a wireless signal from a nearby TKE dorm and download Kylie Minogue videos from the Internet. These videos pretty much define "semi-private."

I am thankful I am currently working at a Radio Shack; I can say nothing else. I actually like my job at the local RS.

I am thankful for Salma Hayek.

I am thankful for my family.

I am thankful for YouTube and the library of Fellini clips that are available, as well as the "please don't walk into the common room" clips.

I am thankful.


What were you asking me?

Yrs,
Alisdaire Minde