01 mar 02
flew back from FL a day early to get in before the big snowstorm. so now i’m here on Friday night, with a huge load of homework ahead of me, and it’s not looking very attractive.
Grandma is not doing well. her condition seems to be deteriorating. my dad isn’t holding out much hope.
airplane trips are strange. so disorienting, almost suspended outside of your normal life. i don’t know. i like to watch people in the airport; lots of interesting people travel, it seems. the airport itself is something of a strange little world. i don’t know.
the security at the Sarasota airport was actually really tight. they X-rayed all electronics separately, sweeped my laptop for explosive dust, and made me open it. in the Charlotte airport, there was a soldier with an M-16.
i talked to the 303 cabbie, per usual. this guy was from France, but Haiti originally. we talked about the differences between Europe and the U.S. in public transportation and social welfare. he was saying good things about the French system, but then he started talking about how it makes people lazy, because they’re given all the things they need — a place to live, food, etc. and they don’t need a car to get around, so that’s out. i asked him which system he liked better, and to my surprise, he said the American system, because it gives people a chance to compete. we also talked about soccer. he assured me that it was okay that the U.S. sucks at soccer, because we’ve only been at it a little while.
i’m getting a cell phone. i’m a sellout (cell-out? har har har).
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it bothers me. it bothers me that my friends knew i had to leave suddenly to see my ill grandmother, and then when they saw me online on AIM, they didn’t bother to IM me to ask me how i was doing and how she was doing. i think it was extremely incosiderate.