Relaxation

I've been lazily meandering my way about town these past few days, visiting with old friends and learning street names again. Around the house, I fixed my parents' computer by installing more RAM and, after a day of their internet dialup connection, regally ordered broadband to be installed by tomorrow. I've also been somewhat unsteadily unpacking my belongings and trying to decide what can be taken with me to Spain, an arduous process since return dates are quite uncertain. Do I take winter coats, even as summer temperatures are only now beginning to peak? Do I take my gamecube? Silly questions, but a pound of luggage less is a welcome comfort at this point.

My friend and Spanish host Alberto called me yesterday to figure out when I would arrive. He's knee-deep in Law exams, but was graciously willing to share his one-room dorm to me as I search for a Spanish flat without Cathy. I figured that since I'll be in Spain on the 25th, I could look for a room to have by the 1st of June, a time when most people move in and out of their apartments. Cathy, who will arrive on the 8th of June, was in full concurrence, so I have thus been saddled with the responsibility of haggling with grumpy Spanish landlords. My list of Things to Do upon first arrival in Spain are: buy cell phone. Find apartment. The uncertainty of it all is oddly alluring.

I saw Kill Bill 2 with my friend January this past weekend and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. I've been wondering if I, too, can learn how to make someone's heart explode by punching them in the chest with my fingers. Can people really do that? If so, does Jackie Chan know how? There's also a section of the movie where the Bride learns how to punch through wood up close. I practiced yesterday with cardboard boxes, but apparently I need a little more time with the sensei.