RETURN.

Yes, I have returned to the world of blogger. You all dearly missed me, I know. While I'm still Tumblr's sex slave, I'll hopefully start posting true blog material again here.

Let's recap on my life, shall we?

I started college at GCSU. I'm only going to be here for the rest of this semester before I move back to Athens to begin life at UGA. GCSU's not a bad place though. They keep the lawns nicely manicured. The dorm rooms are more like rooms and less like high rises with cubicle chambers (I might be living in Russell next semester. Shitshitshittingfuckadlsknpwoviansvdoan). Classes are extremely easy here also--at least for pseudo-competent people. As for the others, you just have to accept that there are going to be religious idiots and conservative crazies anywhere you decide to go (they don't always perform very well when it comes to tests, essays, in-class discussions, forming coherent thoughts, rational deduction of surroundings). Luckily, most of the professors dislike these unfortunate souls and give the preferential treatment to the educated folks (like myself).

As far as the city of Milledgeville goes, there's not a whole lot to say. If you're a Flannery O'Connor enthusiast, there's plenty of shit to keep you entertained. I visited her home a couple weeks ago. It's called Andalusia. You'll find it right past the road from Walmart (classy, I know). There's a long gravel road that will eventually lead you to the picturesque image a classic southern farm--it's like taking a trip back in time. Everything in her home has been kept exactly as she left it. You can see everything from her crutches (she had lupus and died young because of it) to her typewriter to the 1960's drab curtains. And if you're familiar with her stories, much of the scenery parallels the setting of Good Country People, The Life You Save May Be Your Own, etc. The barn where Joy-Hulga's prosthetic leg is stolen by the salt of the earth, Manley Pointer, is there. It's eerie. I got chills.

"Mrs. Freeman's gaze drove forward and just touched him before he disappeared under the hill. Then she returned her attention to the evil-smelling onion shoot she was lifting from the ground. 'Some can't be that simple,' she said. 'I know I never could.'"

-Good Country People

Ah, let's see. What else have I been up to? Watching HBO shows. The Sopranos is the most brilliant show ever written. It makes me want to join the mob. Too bad it doesn't exist! Heh heh heh... heh.

And Weeds! Weeds is great too. The show is centered more around the family and less about the actual mary jane. Highly recommended.

That brings me to another tidbit of advice. If you plan on coming to college, bring plenty of entertainment. When the classes are easy, you have a fucking shit load of down time. Netflix is a good idea.

I'm fizzling out now. My chai latte with a shot of expresso is wearing off. Damn.