One step closer to adult-ish

i flew on a plane by myself for the first time yesterday. I haven't actually been on a plane since coming home from England a few years ago. I sat next to a man with an extroardinaty life, all of which he shared with me, pretty much unprovoked. He really was interesting and a tremendously nice guy. And now I'm sitting in a class talking about Bob Dylan and Lester Bangs and the Hurricane.

BOOKS I HAVE TO READ SOON:
-Global Infertility
-The Transnational Family


BOOKS I DESPERATELY WANT TO READ:
-A Certain Chemistry
-Things My Girlfriend And I Have Argued About (finish)
-Love Monkey (again)
-Anything Lester Bangs ever touched
-Y: The Last Man (finish)

A UD professor: "don't use the phrase "the dark side" in an essay ever, for any reason"

and with that I go into the world of Dylan and think about tracking down a copy of "oxford town" for me and Garbage,
Version 2.0 for Rose

"goodnight Angelina, the bombs are erupting, I must go where it's quiet" -joan baez (i think)