On a weekend trip out of town, I finally met one of my college roommates' best friends after hearing about her for 7 years. She taught me a word that has me tickled about linguistics and words that take a paragraph to explain in another language all over again.
I left work early Thursday and came back late Sunday afternoon. Caught up with some old ranch friends, saw my friend's brother's band's show, had breakfast crepes at a favorite coffee shop near Purdue that I hadn't been to in years. It was refreshing to be with people whose perspectives I appreciate and who understand the place and people that have been my ranch home for the past two years.
I listened to country music while driving through corn fields for a few hours over to Fort Wayne, grabbed DQ in the middle of nowhere, and then spent two days with my college roommate and her boyfriend. We fed their pet rats parsley, caught the end of a show at a local gallery and stopped into their favorite neighborhood bar just in time for cocktails and karaoke night.
Saturday morning, we went for a run in Foster Park and then a walk through a nature preserve area, which was perfectly lit by an overcast afternoon sky before going to watch her dad read several sonnets at the Acoustic Spoken Word Cafe and then heading home to get on costumes and get ready for a Halloween party.
"That French word is "frisson", and it can be used to describe more than just chemistry between two people (it's the thrill jolted one feels at moments of great excitement or fear; the goosebumps; the hair standing up on your skin; the tingle in your toe- and fingertips)...but that's my favorite circumstance in which frisson happens. " -DG
I left work early Thursday and came back late Sunday afternoon. Caught up with some old ranch friends, saw my friend's brother's band's show, had breakfast crepes at a favorite coffee shop near Purdue that I hadn't been to in years. It was refreshing to be with people whose perspectives I appreciate and who understand the place and people that have been my ranch home for the past two years.I listened to country music while driving through corn fields for a few hours over to Fort Wayne, grabbed DQ in the middle of nowhere, and then spent two days with my college roommate and her boyfriend. We fed their pet rats parsley, caught the end of a show at a local gallery and stopped into their favorite neighborhood bar just in time for cocktails and karaoke night.
Saturday morning, we went for a run in Foster Park and then a walk through a nature preserve area, which was perfectly lit by an overcast afternoon sky before going to watch her dad read several sonnets at the Acoustic Spoken Word Cafe and then heading home to get on costumes and get ready for a Halloween party.
Overall, it was a nice weekend of art, music, and Fall with good friends, good linguistic moments, good beer, and good conversation throughout.
Happy early Halloween!
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