Hello. Welcome to my website. It started while I was in Europe for a semester, and I've kept it up since then. I'm now at the University of Chicago Law School, living in Hyde Park, and the story continues. If you want to say hi or visit me, email cfloyd at uchicago dot edu.
"Life is nothing if not the sum of your anecdotes." -Scotty The Body, on storytelling "But it ain't that bad, man. Just figure out the system before the system figures out you." -T. Matthew Smith, on the 1L year "The beer just doesn't taste as good when you're not drinking it with your buddies." -Anon., on being away from good friends "Somebody has to pay the rent around here. Why the hell not us?" -Cotton, on studying for exams
5/07/2003
Today was a regular day. After being woken up several times by my roomate before my alarm (like I said, a regular day), I got up, took a shower, and went to class. I rode my bike to campus, as I've done for the last week or so. My bike is borrowed from an Austrian student mentor of one of the other Americans. The guy offered it to me to use for free until July, when I leave, and I was very intrerested. Of course, when I went to pick up the bike, he asked me for a 50 euro deposit. Now, maybe people in Oklahoma are just more trusting, but that seemed kind of bait-and-switch to me. If I don't get my 50 euro back, well, I'll be upset. So this bike was pretty dilapidated. I had to tighten several bolts and replace a tire and both tubes. It still squeaks. And the headlight doesn't work, so it's illegal to ride after dark. It's painted a nice flat black, of which I though little until some told me that the paint is to cover up the previous paint job. Previous meaning, prior to when the bike was stolen. I'm not sure how this old stolen bike ended up being loaned (with a security deposit) to an American, and I don't think I want to. It gets me where I need to go and that's it.
Right, so enough about my bike. I got to Public International Law 1 about 15 minutes late because I left the apartment about 15 minutes late. Strange how those things work. I sat in class for about 20 minutes, attempted to take notes, but then I got tired of that and I left. It was okay because I was sitting in the back because I had come in late. I'm not sure I'll even bother going back. I loaded up courses just in case I got tired of one or two, so I think I will drop Public International Law 1. After all, I'll be learning law until 2006 so I don't think I'll be missing much. After I left the law class I went back home and I fixed a sandwich. I made the sandwich with a third of a baguette I bought yesterday, ham, swiss cheese--technically Austrian, but white with holes--lettuce, tomato, and mayo. It was a good sandwich. Then I checked my email, read for a bit and got tired and took a nap. Most days I don't take naps, but I hadn't gotten enough sleep because of early-morning sources of noise emanating from from my roommate's vicinity, and from the vicinity of my roommate's friend who came to hang out at 7:50am, and from the vicinity of both of their mouths and they had a loud conversation in Bosnian until I asked them to go into the kitchen.
After my nap I woke up with a acidic taste in my mouth. I think that was because I had eaten a sandwich with mayonnaise and then gone to sleep. I drank a glass of water to get the taste out. Then I lifted weights. Then I went to my Human Rights and its Philosophical Justification class. I was on time for that class and stayed the entire time. I like the course because the prof is easy to understand and I know a lot of the basics like social contract theory. Todays lecture was on the basic rights (right to expression, right to property, right to travel, etc.) expected in a liberal society based on contract, which translates to any western democracy. I realized, though, that there is a book associated with the class that I don't have. I'll have to pick that up. After my class I went home and checked my email. To move my email I had to move a stack of clothes off of my desk chair. They were on my desk chair because I had moved them from my bed to the chair to take my nap earlier. They were on my bed because I had taken them off of the drying rack but was too lazy to fold them. And yes, if you are curious why they were on the drying rack, look on the previous post.
After I checked my email I decided it had been too long since I had updated my blog so I pulled up the updater site. But then I realized I didn't have anything profound to say, and I didn't have the energy to fill an update with platitudes about how wonderful it is in Europe. So I decided to describe the details of my day in all their banal glory. And you, privileged reader, have just found out all about them. Enjoy!
