Today's highlight was probably unexpectedly finding a check in the mail from the University for $2500. I mean, it was completely baffling. It is the exact amount of half my scholarship for the year, but if it is for spring, it shouldn't have come until February.

Maybe that's not that much of a highlight after all, because now I won't get that money in Feb. and I can't spend it now anyway.

So maybe the highlight was the banter back and forth over the headsets during rehearsal for Laramie Project tonight. I'm assistant stage manager, so I'm back stage next to the video tech guy, Anthony, who's also on a headset. My friend Dave, who's running lights in the booth at the back of the auditorium, on a third headset. I can't really recall the details of the conversation here, much less replicate it enough to make it humorous, but it was pretty difficult to stifle my laughing enough to not be heard offstage. Something tasteless involving a strange correlation between lesbians and umbrellas and Dave having several (umbrellas). Anthony always has a one-liner or a wisecrack, and Dave's just funny. Even the stage manager got in on it. It was refreshing to be around people with a real sense of humor, especially after meeting Carlos, who was out with the group Maureen and I met up with for Halloween last night. His idea of a funny story was his first time in a gay bar -- which could be a funny story, really, if the delivery was better. But I'll not pick on him; he was trying, I guess.

Anyway, yeah. Highlight of the day: fun(ny) new acquaintances/friends.

I'm going to try something different with this, I think. I clearly can't keep myself in a mindset where I update on any regular basis, because I let myself fall behind so much that it would take even longer or more frequent posting to catch up. A vicious cycle and such. So, I'm going to try and post a daily highlight each night, of something good that happened that day. Maybe not every night. But it will only require a paragraph or two (depending on how much I want to explain) instead of a recap. Maybe.

It's become really difficult to get myself to write in here when I have so many other places I need to be writing. I'm half tempted to just start pasting in emails that I've sent to my mom and grandma so that I don't have to repeat everything I've been telling them.

I'm writing from Baltimore. The trip was fairly uneventful; even the cat traveled better than expected, without the kitty tranquilizers (I got a couple from the vet just in case). She stayed overnight in the room with us at an Econo-lodge in Ohio, too, without any trouble. The only casualty of moving has been a lamp with a glass-paned shade; two of the panes and two of the bulbs got broken (the third has since burnt out). I was able to super-glue the panes back together (though it's obvious where they cracked) and it seems to be holding just fine.

In lieu of my last post though, I am learning quickly -- mostly not from firsthand experience -- that the "good" and "bad" sections of Baltimore aren't so clearly defined as those of Saginaw. Each of the main neighborhoods seems almost to be an island of "good area" with a moat of "bad area" surrounding (though it still holds true that West Baltimore is to be avoided).

The city and my lack of acquaintances in it have both done wonders for my sense of autonomy though. I used to do things on my own fairly often in Saginaw (I hesitate to say "back home" now, because in a strange way it feels like I can't go back there, and so Baltimore is "home" now) -- I'd go to the mall, or the coffee shop, or the library, etc. But I'd never taken a city bus by myself, for example (actually, I never took a bus anywhere in Saginaw. Their public transportation system left a lot to be desired). And I've done a fair amount of exploring on my own here (though M, my roommate, has been tremendously helpful in showing me where things are). I've spent a lot more of time on my own, period. Especially the first couple weeks, before I met anyone. Being alone in a strange new place adds a whole other level to it all.

I've caught myself once or twice while reading friends' updates on facebook forgetting for just a split second that it isn't 5 or 10 minutes to get to the Saginaw mall or coffee shop now. The flight from here to there isn't especially long or expensive, but there's a lot more planning involved in a visit than before.

It's kind of hard sometimes to read updates and to know that their lives are carrying on without me -- game nights, bar nights, etc. But my life is carrying on without them, too. Sometimes I catch myself thinking that if I could just bring two or three of them with me... but I know that's unrealistic. I can only hope that despite the distance we can keep in touch, and maybe visit once in awhile.

My new friend Katie (who I met through Maureen) and I went rollerblading today; she took me to a park called Centennial Park that has a trail around a lake. It was something like 3 miles around, we figured... we went all the way around, but it was exhausting, especially since it was so hot. She has a pool though, in her back yard, and she told me to bring a suit so we could swim afterward. And we did. Very refreshing.

I had my second class tonight, a poetry workshop. We didn't do any actual writing tonight but we talked about some stuff related to poetry, and the professor gave us this assignment where we drew three "first lines" out of a cup and we have to write poems about them. My lines were "Another word for father is worry," "No matter how many times I try," and "I am going to carry my bed into New York City tonight." I don't know what I'm going to do with any of those yet.

The other night after I got out of my first class I was walking to Starbucks, and this guy (not a creeper, just a normal guy) driving down the road next to me rolled down his window and said, "This is like the fifth time I've seen you today! Are you in the MFA program?" I was like, "Yes, I am," and he said that he is too, a second year, and that he'd seen me by the building a bunch of times (I didn't recognize him, but I couldn't see him too clearly because it was getting kind of dark and he was in his car). He introduced himself, said he was sure he'd see me around and drove off. Well yesterday I got an email from him -- it turns out he runs the UB Theatrical Society (which I'd signed up to get info about at orientation) and wanted to know if I would be interested in an officer position. He said he liked to have another MFA person in the secretary position because they would have similar schedules and could meet to discuss meetings, projects, etc. more easily. He offered to buy me coffee or lunch one day so we could talk more about it. Could be a good thing to have on a resume if I decide to do it.

Tomorrow I work at the library 11-3 then I have Friday through Monday off since Monday is Labor Day. There's talk of a trip to a swimming quarry on Saturday (Katie and Maureen are going) but other than that I don't know what I'm going to do, except probably hang out with Jon a bit. And do homework and maybe a bit of grocery shopping.

Once again I've managed a long hiatus of posting. So, a quick update: Baltimore was lovely, at least the part that the university is located in (and surrounding areas). It seems similar to Saginaw in that there's a "good side" (in Baltimore's case, the east side) and a "bad side" (the west -- lots of boarded up buildings and windows with bars on them). Jake and I spent a lot of the three days walking around and taking down numbers for places, which turned out to be fruitless. It also turns out that most of the people who post on Craigslist (or at least the ones located in Baltimore) fail miserably at communication, whether via email or telephone. Finally last week I found a place that's reasonably priced and in a good location with a landlord who actually knows how to respond to both email AND telephone calls. My new roommate (a fellow UB student) and I turned in our applications last week; hopefully we get good news soon.

Also, I quit my job July 9th, having decided to postpone my move date to July 17th. Well, the 17th has, of course, come and gone, but I'm still in Michigan because I had nowhere to go. Looks like the move date will be about August 1st after all. I've got some money saved up, and got my last paycheck from work just today, so I've got nothing to worry about in the meantime. Everything's packed, sorted into what's staying here and what's going with me (for the most part) and now I'm just waiting.

First visit to Baltimore starts a week from Sunday. I'm starting to get excited; I'll finally get to see the city that I'll be spending the next three years of my life in. Despite a few less-than-favorable reports online about the crime etc., I've been hearing only good things about it the from people I've talked to. I've done some searching on Craigslist for housing, and this week I'll probably search a little more and get into contact with some people. While I'm there I'm also going to tour my campus and register for classes finally... I'm trying really hard not to wish away my summer, because there are a lot of people that I love here and will miss terribly, but I'm really anxious to start this new chapter of my life.

In other news, I'm scheduled 26 hours at work next week. I also picked up a couple shifts this week to bring my hour total to 20. Much better. Not exceptional, but livable. Ha, my friend Jake and I spent last Saturday night rolling coins from my change bank (not the whole night-- we went out for dinner and such too) and stopped once we had $100 worth. That wasn't even all of it, so my change bank, while much more meager-looking, is not empty. I cashed the rolls in and tucked the cash away for the trip. I'll need more than that, of course, but it's a start.

I went and visited my mom Wednesday, a late Mother's Day visit, since I worked Sunday. I hadn't been sure what to get her (I've been really bad about gifts for parents/relatives for birthdays/holidays, and I'm trying to remedy that. I feel like I haven't been very good at showing people my appreciation for them). Tuesday night I went out looking for beads for her Pandora-type bracelet, since she's only got like two on there. Holy cow, those beads are expensive! The brands I found that were not Pandora started at $10. Ten dollars, for a single bead! They weren't even anything special. I couldn't justify spending that much, especially when they were just colored beads, so I went to JoAnn Fabrics to look at the beads they had there. Cheating, perhaps, since their glass beads are like $3-$4. Didn't see one I liked there either, but I did find some silver spacers with loops on them, and I thought, I could attach some crystal beads of mine and my siblings' birthstones to them for her bracelet-- then she'd get three beads instead of just one, and they'd be more meaningful.

In true procrastinator style, I stopped Wednesday morning, on my way to see her, to get the individual beads (the bead store was already closed Tuesday night when I started my mission anyway). Then I sat in the parking lot after I bought them and attached them to the silver spacers. I don't know why I didn't just do it in the store, as they had work stations; guess I felt weird about it.

Well, after all that trouble, it turns out the silver spacers were just a touch too small to fit on her bracelet anyway, because hers is leather instead of metal, making it a little thicker than I thought. Grumble. She was still thrilled with them (as moms always are with presents from their kids, it seems :P), and said she could just get a chain to string them on as a necklace. She already has so much jewelry though... Ah well. In my travels I discovered that the bead store also has Pandora-type beads. Though that doesn't really help me now, as her birthday is the next big event and that's not til November. I'll be gone by then.

I suppose I could just not procrastinate so much. I doubt that will change though.

The sinking ship that is my job is filling with water faster than I thought it would. I was made to sign a paper last week saying that I'd resign from my merchandising position once they found a replacement. Well, my replacement starts next week, which means I get to spend my last two months in MI as a part-timer. My health insurance runs out at the end of the month, and this pay period was my last for earning PTO.

On top of that, I was scheduled 12 whole hours next week. I emailed my boss, telling him that I absolutely cannot live on 12 hours, and reminded him that I can't really find another job on account of the fact that I'm leaving in two months (several friends/family members have since informed me that I shouldn't have let them know when I was leaving. I realize that now, but it's a little too late). To my surprise, he's actually trying to help me out; he called today and offered me a Sunday shift. I'm still going to have to roll up and cash in all the change I've been saving, but at least maybe I won't have to move back to my parents for my last couple months in MI.

Speaking of which, my unofficial move date is July 10.