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moments missed:
Feb. 23rd, 2011 02:26 pm-Thursday morning, at a cafe before work because M's shift started sooner than mine did; listening to two strangers talk about America's neocolonial exploitation of poor education in the developing world and the ongoing attempt to replicate the same within America. This doesn't often spontaneously get brought up in suburban north Atlanta. I didn't add much myself - only to mention prison. GA especially is trying to spend as little as possible on education and they're using those 'savings' to put more young people in prison. It is not fucking hard to join the dots here.
-Precious drove the car. We stopped for a bite to eat in Valdosta, at a bizarre Japanese/fast-food outlet run entirely by white college students, and it was liek the most commodified thing ever but considering how cheap it was it was surprisingly non-bad. We'd parked by a window, and ate on the other side of the same window, so we could keep an eye on our little darlings. Without them realising it. Dogs are surprisingly self-conscious sometimes.
Precious was becoming ambitious, and decided she would drive the car to Tampa without us. She climbed up between the steering wheel and the dashboard, got stuck, pretended she was not stuck and that this had been her plan all along, and did indeed manage to extricate herself before we were done laughing at her but also turned the brights and the windscreen-wipers on.
-Miami was beautiful and has absolutely no manners and Dani A decided on the spot that she was going to move there and started calling the numbers on the signs outside apartment blocks, finding out how much it would cost. The breeze is lovely; we met a parrot; we kept getting lost and having to turn outside gated communities, because rich people rate their own bridges over the bay, full-on feudal urban design. It would have been so hot without the sea, I don't even know what February is any more.
-I did spend Monday writing. I meant to bake cookies and never did :(
-decaf because I really do want to sleep sometime :(
-the pianist was playing when we got here. <3
-Precious drove the car. We stopped for a bite to eat in Valdosta, at a bizarre Japanese/fast-food outlet run entirely by white college students, and it was liek the most commodified thing ever but considering how cheap it was it was surprisingly non-bad. We'd parked by a window, and ate on the other side of the same window, so we could keep an eye on our little darlings. Without them realising it. Dogs are surprisingly self-conscious sometimes.
Precious was becoming ambitious, and decided she would drive the car to Tampa without us. She climbed up between the steering wheel and the dashboard, got stuck, pretended she was not stuck and that this had been her plan all along, and did indeed manage to extricate herself before we were done laughing at her but also turned the brights and the windscreen-wipers on.
-Miami was beautiful and has absolutely no manners and Dani A decided on the spot that she was going to move there and started calling the numbers on the signs outside apartment blocks, finding out how much it would cost. The breeze is lovely; we met a parrot; we kept getting lost and having to turn outside gated communities, because rich people rate their own bridges over the bay, full-on feudal urban design. It would have been so hot without the sea, I don't even know what February is any more.
-I did spend Monday writing. I meant to bake cookies and never did :(
-decaf because I really do want to sleep sometime :(
-the pianist was playing when we got here. <3