today was slightly more productive.
got up around 7 am to go to an auction out in the country. i spent the day hanging out with the townies and watching people buy boxes of junk for a couple of dollars each, and i was called "hun" or "sweetie" more times than i'd like to recall. it was an adventure, at least.
pick-up soccer games have started up again, and although i have never actually played soccer on any team and i don't really possess any of the necessary skills, the guys still let me come and play. i enjoy the exercise, and they usually need to extra body to make even teams. basically, all i've got going for me is that i have a lot more endurance than most of them, and i'm relatively persistent on defense.
bought person pitch on vinyl today. love that album...but hate the fact my record player suddenly decided to go on the fritz.
also, i guess i decided this would be the summer of russian literature. i finished "fathers and sons" the other day, read a chekov play today while waiting around the auction, and i just started "the gambler" by dostoyevsky. we'll see how long this streak will last.
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