Wednesday, April 10, 2013

blood and flour


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Me, walking away after talking to Shinno;
Arianna: can I ask you a kinda awkward question?
Me: okay?
Arianna: was that just a drug purchase I observed?
Me: no, it was a fist bump.

Spring! The geese are flying to us, the spring peepers are shrill, crocuses are blooming and students are coming out from their dark rooms to lie on the grass. I even had two classes outside this week.

Sunday I went to Blithewood. Penny and Kalena were celebrating their 22nd birthday (scones, shortbread, lemon curd, clotted cream, iced tea…) Yesterday I had dinner at Jack’s co-op. Dinner conversation touched on two former residents that were on a raw-food diet. They said that there is nothing like the buzz you get from drinking cow’s blood. But cow’s blood doesn’t have any fiber, so I guess you would have to eat coconut flour along with it. One boy was at the last of the weed he had grown last year, another was a  very proud 6’7’’ half Dutch guy, the third man is a chef at Mercota’s, and a girl who was upset that Mexico had changed time zones because she has some boy in Mexico. There were two more people I didn’t meet: a regular Bard student, and a man who, 30 years later, is finally finishing his degree. The chef had a friend over. "Have you ever noticed how whenever there is a really attractive girl, there's like a cloud of men around her" he said to the chef as he poured beer into wine glasses.



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Весна! Гуси к нам летят, лягушки квакают, крокусы цветут и студенты вылезают из своих темных комнат на травке положит. У меня на этой недели даже два урока повадили на улицы.

В воскресенье я пошла в Blithwood; Пенни и Калина отмечали 22рой год. Вчера я была у Джака в кооперативе где он живет. Разговоры за обеденном столом (с другими людьми в доме) были о том что тут раньше жила парочка которая была на 'сырой диете', и они говорили что пит кровь коров сногсшибательно. Но в крови нету клетчатки, так-что надо наверно к этому кокосовою муку. Один мальчик вырастил свою анашу, другой на половину голландец и очень горд своим ростом, третий повар в хорошим ресторане, и девочка которая расстраивалась что в Мексике время сменилось, и она не смогла поговорит с мальчиком там. Тут живет еще один студент, и мужчина, который 30 спустя заканчивает свой диплом.

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