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Sunday, March 9th, 2008
Daylight's Save a Dream
I am looking for a flat in Dublin, because I did not get on-campus housing. I would have preferred one that allowed pets, but the pickin's are slim. I can't even find a one-bedroom--I have to split with some random guy. I don't know his name, but he looks like maybe a Greg--black hair, sort of beard, kind of a slob, American (everyone was American), but all around not bad-looking. We mainly tolerate each other, but there is very little communication. I get up, go to school; he gets up, goes to work.
I go to the beach with another person I know going to the same program. I assume this is not Dublin anymore, because the waves are gargantuan and because of some other events that will follow. At any rate, the waves are huge, and Jenna Z. and I try to climb a rock wall to get a better look, but suddenly! The waves smash us into the wall. We are going to drown. But someone comes to our rescue, someone who looks an awful lot like my new roommate Greg (which I've just decided he will go by). He gives me a stern talking-to, you're going to get killed, that was the stupidest thing he's ever seen, &c, &c.
We go our separate ways, neither looking forward to having to come back to the flat at some point that day. Jenna Z. and I badmouth him on our way back to school--who does he think he is? It's none of his business whether we die or not, you don't even know me, back the fuck up, guy.
Skip ahead to several weeks later when the three of us are going to museums of all different kinds. We don't know why we go, because they're shoddy museums to begin with. They look more like the Nathaniel Morton Expos, which now that I think of it, I have no idea what those were about at all. I remember doing a project on the rain forest, and that's that. It certainly looked like that type of thing, posterboards on desks, set up in little mazes, about things we probably don't care about, like rock formations and kaleidoscopes. But we go, everyday.
I come to realize that Greg has become my boyfriend, and this makes me unreasonably angry. I lash out at him one day at a museum when he laughs derisively after I say something, like he doesn't believe what I say. "You don't know ANYTHING about me. All you know is that I pay half the rent, and I pay it on time, unlike some people!"
"I don't know anything about you?"
He walks over to a wall where the kaleidescope is projected and makes it turn colors. He makes a taxidermied animal come to life. He knows everything there is to know about sealife. He is some kind of magician. I don't know anything about him.
"And now, the ultimate question: does a vampire bat show up in a photograph?"
I am crouched on the ground with an enormous bat on top of my head, wings closing in on my crown, camera pointed at my face, this is love, we understand each other--
Kellie walks in and I wake up.