(even though i keep ignoring and postponing them as long as i possibly can, trying to pretend that one can be an adult and be just as fine without...)
- Get a divorce (seriously!!!)
- Learn to drive and get a license (and dont even ask me to elaborate on this one...)
- Get a credit card (sounds easier than it actually is)
- Get a degree!!!
- Make a bead curtain
- Take a photography class just for the sake of it
- Write a research paper on causes and origins of poverty
- See the fat bastard one more time
- Make a documentary about Armenia
- Teach my own class at Yerevan State University of Linguistics the way i wish the classes were taught to me
- Write a book - "Perfect Vacuum" that currently lingers as an unfinished blog project. Maybe even turn it into an artsy, surreal, david lynch like film that nobody would watch.
- Speaking of David Lynch - i'd like to meet him and try to talk him into visiting the lovely town of Kapan, that is in the South of Armenia- a town that would be dead was it not for an old Soviet mine that is currently run by the British (?) - is it still them, digging out there? A place with really desperate people and freaky things happening that everybody knows but no one talks about-Twin Peaks without the excitement. To imagine what great source of inspiration this would be for David Lynch to make a whole new miniseries that would be so much better than the Twin Peaks...
- Make an apple pie and learn to say "pie" in a deep Southern accent that i find so cute and am still unable to master.
- Get a job in Planning Commission of the City of Richmond, the likelihood of this being very slim - that is if i decide to settle down here after i'm tired of my yet unstarted career of foreign aid work and am ready to trade it for community development, which is another way of naming miscellaneous projects that do not fit neither under urban planning nor under social work, but sound nice and cute enough to be considered.
- Have a kid, and if it happens to be a girl, name her Inessa, after my Bosnian roommate who i lived with back in Charlottesville
- Get another degree, in counceling, and work with people with eating disorders.
- When i'm old, and i mean really old, become an armchair astronomer and try to figure out the secrets of the universe...
4 comments:
I've never been to Armenia, but I have watched a hell of a lot of David Lynch's work . . . and, if my hazy conceptions of present-day Armenia serve, I can totally imagine him finding the place ripe with material for future films. In fact, now that I think about it, I'm sort of surprised that he hasn't done it already . . . .
Shush jan,
now that i have read a part of what you have in your site, some points:
1. You seriously need to start writing!
2. Congratulations on Brandeis admission! I don't know what your major will be (sorry if i missed it somewhere in the text), i hope something connected to writing/literature/arts... in any case Boston area sounds so tempting ;)
3. Yes you should start opening a credit account and getting a driver license !!! :))) funny, but I am also going to start taking driving lessons "soon," this was on my agenda since i was 16.
4. Come on, Kapan would not be dead without the "old Soviet mine"... :)
Otherwise I think you are amazing!
It's sad to hear that you're about to divorce, and I assume it has been a very difficult decision for you, as a person who is so sensitive and open to the surrounding world. Sometimes it seems to me that those decisions (of leaving a relationship) don't change our feelings and and emotions much, and it takes a lot of time to get over with. On the other hand, if you know that's the right thing to do, than the sooner you do it the sooner you'll move forward and open the way for something new (hopefully better ;),
wishing you..... a lot of love :)
The fat bastard????
The guy who knows when you are sleeping? knows when you're awake? knows when you've been bad or good?
No, silly, what you're trying to describe is more commonly known as god, whereas there's nothing godly about my guy.
Meet the fat bastard aka TFB, a wannabe miner, or at least that's how he used to introduce himself, who consumes insane amounts of alcohol and yet always manages to give the impression of being sober, bitches incessantly, and usually responds to "how've you been" with snafu- situation normal all fucked up. He was my mentor back in the days when I was interning at School of Practical Cynicism specializing in bitchiness, which I graduated from with a Certificate of an UB (Ultimate Bitch). Ask him, and he’d give you shining references on my behalf.
I've been asked to tell everybody who inquires about him that he's moved to Kazakhstan, but you have a better chance of finding him at a strip club in Yerevan - that is, if he's still the FB that i used to know...
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