I KEEP FORGETTING MY CAMERA WHENEVER WE DO COOL THINGS! A few weeks ago we visited the coastal cities of Lloret and Tossa- the cities themselves weren't very great, kitschy tourist pits, but the boat ride from Lloret to Tossa was so pretty, and sitting on the hills, looking at the overlapping residences against the uninhabited mountains and the sea, it was hard to process I'm at school right now. This weekend we went to Figueres, very near the border of France, to visit the Dali museum. What a weirdo! The building was painted burgendy with golden nobby things spaced in a design that kind of looked like insulation seeping out of walls, and there were giant eggs lining the roof. Some of the art was interesting, most wasn't, and the gift shop was really overpriced. But I'd really like to visit his home in Cadaques, and his wife's castle in some city pretty close to Barcelona. We also visited an unusual monastery built in the mountains instead of the plains that was far away from rivers and only had wells and cisterns for water, and that had terraces only good for grape-growing/wine-making. It was built there because Rome was being constantly attacked and so they moved some of the most important relics away from the city and to places that could be well-guarded, and so this mountain- and sea-surrounded monastery held the remains of Saint Peter (Saint Paul?). The poor people of the surrounding villages who couldn't afford a doctor would travel and pray near the bones, because they performed miracles, you know.

Anyway, we came home and were early for our reservation at a pizzaria, so we went to a bar. I drank a Voll Damm (hands down my favorite beer here, reminds me of home and how good Boulevard is- although a few nights ago I tried a Moritz Epidor, which was really interesting and fruity and also had an alcohol content of 7.2%, so I couldn't even finish it because I was starting to get pretty wasted) and then went to the pizzaria and had some wine, and got a little drunk on the college's money. I've been so indignant lately because Knox costs a fortune and never knew why- it's not that great of a school and certainly doesn't have the prestige usually associated with such a price tag- but recently realized that it's because they give so much of that goddamned money away to students for "research", like when they gave some girl and her friends money to go to Amsterdam for interviews, and so they spent a week high out of their minds and forgot to do the majority of their work. WHAT THE FUCK. Or at least these are stories that I've heard, whatever. But then I had the genius idea of applying for a grant myself, to see if I can stay here without going to school (duhh I hate school) and do things like volunteer at social centers and learn Catalan and find cool second-hand stores and "integrate with the community". This would be awesommeee and convincing the Director for sponsorship and the Dean for funds is my current project. Oh yah and homework too barf.

Anyway, I made a calendar of my last (six) weeks here, and have posted sticky notes on it to remind myself which days I should visit what. It's unusually organized of me. Today's list includes two markets and a cafe, and I will accomplish at least one market and the cafe. Having said that, I should put on more clothes than underwear and a Sonic the Hedgehog t-shirt, and I should clean my room, put on my face, do some stuff. Bye-bye! (Everyone says that here, like it's an English phrase people older than 3 use, and they say it with a really earnest emphasis; being here is so funny sometimes.)