the storm has subsided

well, i'm here, in my apartment, on my working computer, with my working internet connection. it seems that for now everything is in working order. hopefully we won't have any further problems with the apple and that the internet connection maintains its current awesomeocity.
so, what has happened since my last update? not too much aside from classes starting and mountains of reading raining down upon us. actually so far the reading isn't too heavy. currently i'm in the process of re-reading descartes' meditations on first philosophy for one of my classes. it amuses me slightly that in undergrad this book took up the space of several classes for discussion whereas now, the book in its entirety will be summed up in one class. at the very least, my re-reading has ensured me that my knowledge of philosophy is sufficient for the time being. in fact i'm finding that i slip right back into the process of criticizing and deconstructing an argument. this is perhaps aided by the fact that this is a re-reading of a text that is fairly common and that i'm fairly familiar with, but its encouraging nonetheless.
its odd having all this free time though. i'm really only in classes for a total of 10 hours per week, so the rest of my time is dedicated to laundry, food and simpsons and sleep for now. i'm slowly getting ready to decrease the frequency with which i watch simpsons, and i fear that even laundry and sleep may fall by the wayside as things get more hectic. ahh well, such is the life of a philosopher, and since i am now officially a philosopher, or at least a philosopher in training, this is my life.
i love it.
i can't help but feel akin to descartes as a read the text because in it he is sitting in his library by a warm fire in his winter dressing gown. it seems to be a life of comfort and leisure, with none of the stresses of the fast paced working world, but that's deceptive. unlike descartes who suffers from a vast fortune which enables him to sit around pondering the physical reality of the piece of wax he holds in his hand, i am still burdened with the question of finances. while the question of whether or not the wax really exists is interesting, but far more interesting is the question of whether or not my loan distribution check really exists and if so when it will be in my hands and shortly after that in the bank.
so where does that leave me for now? it leaves me only slightly behind on the work that i swore i would never get behind on. it leaves me sitting at the kitchen table that i've turned into my desk wondering how i'm going to finish the meditations and then read most of kierkegaard's either/or before wednesday.
i'll find a way...its not like i have anything else to do.
in closing, i'd like to thank all of you who have been so patient with suzanne and me. its been an interesting struggle getting moved into our new place. a struggle which as you know has involved countless technical problems, some cochroaches, and even a mouse.
actually let me explain the cochroaches and the mouse for a second. one night i was going into the bathroom to brush my teeth and when i opened our medicine cabinet a small, gold-ish bug tried to scurry away before i squashed it with the first thing i could find. i quickly determined it was a cochroach and that we would have to find whatever gaps in the wall existed and patch them soon. days went by and no cochroach sightings, but on one of my frequent trips to the kitchen to get a glass of water i saw a small mouse rushing away from our dish rack to behind our stove. since we have two living, breathing mouse traps i decided to move the fridge and the stove away from the wall a little bit as a encourage the hunt. i saw the mouse a couple more times and even got close to catching it, but the elusive little bugger always got away. however, the mosue was no match for kink, the mighty huntress. we were watching the simpsons (surprise surprise) when we heard a lot of running around in the kitchen area. i got up to examine the situation and saw kink, slowly walking from the kitchen with her mouth slightly open. she let go and i saw a mouse trying to run away. at this point i got really excited, grabbed a glass and with much hullabaloo including one mouse escape and one re-capture the mouse was soon sent on it merry way to the wonderful world of our back lot. i hope it has an exciting life in the outside world with the other mice and rats, but if it tries to get back in here i'm not going to interfere when kink starts to kill it.
so that's our cochroach/mouse story. through discussing this matter with some of our peers we have discovered that such vermin are entirely common and is not the result of our disgusting selves.
again, thanks for being patient with us while we get our feet on the ground. if you haven't heard from either one of us directly, you will soon. its been an awkward kind of busy trying to get situated in the big city, but now that we have the valuable tool of the internet at our disposal things should move along much easier.
traubie - glad to hear mexico was fun. i'll be checking flikr soon.
friend of rjr - you tool, we'll e-mail you soon, sorry we haven't called but you know we're difficult like that.
keren - hang in there kid, once you start school again it will be a whole different kind of suffering, which is somehow refreshing.
x - where's the beef? how are things in 'kato?
vegan - don't know if you've been checking in, probably not cuz its been so long, but i'll check your blog soon to see how you're doing.
talk to you all soon...possibly even on an individual level.
get excited...i am.