So...back on Berkeley. Mildly melancholy at the thought of returning to school but detained from mind stewing by the necessity of finding an apartment. After a furious week of huntung, emotional rollercoasters and moral dilemnas gallor, my future roommate and I have secured lodging off of Telegraph Ave. A bit far, but nice to have some distance from the intitution of academics. We begin moving in on Monday, thus beginning my search for furniture, like a bed to sleep on. This weekend laid low after a break bout with food poisoning. Maybe I should just not try to make salads. Mini adventures also encountered:
- Went to a sandwhich shop that's in what must have once been a tiny church. The Chinese owners ecstatically pointed out a ginormous lemon they had, the size of a cantalope, which they said they're friend used as air fresheners. They said that if we were ever having a bad day we should stop by and smell the lemon. For free.
- While swinging in a park, allayed the fears of a little Chinese girl. She thought I was going to steal clumps of grass that she had picked but my Chinese came in handy once again!
- Finally entered that hall of consumerism and style, Ikea. Strangely not as big on the inside as it looks on the outside. Found some fancy fingerpuppets.
- While house- and cat-sitting going well, still can't believe I'm getting up at 5 every morning to feed the cat. Nice kitty. Much fur. Weird dashing around the room.
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