magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

so it's the night before our third day of studio this semester, and i'm up at quarter past four.

at which point my computer crashed and i decided to go to bed rather than continuing to try and type this. and now, after a brief thought of writing over lunch break, i'm getting back to it at nearly the end of the next day. but for the moment, let me back up.

monday. jen came into the library during my shift and seemed genuinely friendly. much like old times. she said "i thought we were going to live together next year." which admittedly is a little flirty, given all the facts, but i don't really think she meant it that way. she had suggested the idea way back in the fall, when we were independently eating almost identical meals every time we saw each other at the met. i assume she just recently heard that i was looking for a place with chris and garth.

i told her that she could move in with chris and garth and i (and we have talked about looking for a fourth person). or that since i liked the first place that we had looked and they didn't that i could just ditch them and live there. that was tongue-in-cheek of course, and i wasn't expecting her to bite at it anyway. if she had, that could have become a little complicated.

she didn't really seem too sure what she is going to do for housing in the fall though. i guess that she's applied to be an ra, she's talked in the past about living in outer housing again, she mentioned maybe looking for a studio apartment. who knows.

the real issue is that chris and garth and i haven't found a place we can agree on yet, and i have a feeling that we're just losing out. the further we get temporally from the small kitchen flat (i'm going to try to start using flat instead of apartment, it's a much cooler word), the more i embellish it in my mind. kinda like the place over the summer with the purple wall / leopard print floor living room.

there's always the contingency plan of living on campus. the housing lottery order was posted recently, and i'm the highest ranked transfer student, but there's still a lot of people before me. so who knows if i could even get a decent room on campus. and if i did, i'd kinda be leaving chris and garth stuck in a bad spot, as i don't think either of them are even in the lottery, and would then have to start looking for two bedroom flats.

and so to return to where i started this, i was in the studio until four this morning. i don't think i stayed past eleven until three or four weeks into last semester. and my first couple of projects were probably the best things i did. although this project has been a little harder to fit the time in because of the necessary coordination; you can only really work when most everyone else is also there. for the next few projects, it should be easier to find my own pace. and finishing by eleven or twelve every night would be good.