On Tuesday next week, I'll finally be moving this lethargic lump of meat out of the little college town of Bloomington, first to Indy and then to Chicago. I must say, I'm quite excited to finally be in a city once more. This city-crossing, pavement-pounding pair of legs are well ready for some action.I'm looking forward, as well, to be spending time with old friends and black Friday! No prizes for guessing where and when most of this year's Christmas shopping is going to be done.
Bloomington is starting to get really cold. It's -8 outside now, and it's barely even winter. Leaves are still on the trees and I still have to transverse the campus to get to classes at 8 in the morning. I'll be desperately needing a pair of boots really soon I think. I promise there'll be pictures of what I believe will be an unbelievable week ahead up soon.
Since desperation seems to be the recurring theme in this post, it should also be known that I gave myself a haircut tonight. Having a permanently shielded field of vision and hair constantly poking at your eyes is not the best way to lead one's life. I trimmed the front and sides and trusted Olivia with the back(since I obviously wasn't able to see anything). It looks decent I think, but I really can't say much for the back since I am again, unable to see the back of my head. I think I just might be able to hold up to new york to get a haircut.
