Home again, home again

Well, after a 12 1/2 hour, 2-stop drive from Nashville, I am home safely. It's nice to relax for a little while and not think about classes, but I miss people, especially Ms. Grady. I had a great time in Louisville. Stella's family was so welcoming, and I felt right at home the whole time I was there. And major thanks to the go stone for putting me up for the night on my way back.

It turns out my old job (the hardware store) doesn't want me back. Bleh. I'm not sure what I'll do now. I really need to make some money, so I can at least pay for car insurance next semester. I don't really want to go back to Walgreens (cigarettes right next to nicoderm cq across from the pharmacy smacks more of late capitalism than I care to think about), but I probably won't have much choice. Cursed coupons!

Funny interview: NPR and Mos Def. I'll bet you can get it online under "Fresh Air" at the NPR site. Gangsta rappa meets Ms. "Smooth and Smarmy", to quote SB. Still, he had some good lyrics, from what I heard between segments of the interview. It restores my faith that hip-hop has a great deal of potential as an expressive form, though that potential is largely untapped in common practice. I dunno. It's late.

Peace out, yo.