girl on bus #2, and more

so i'm leaving work yesterday, taking the bus from the sears tower to the library to get my research done for both set design and advanced costume design. ironically the first bus going east is the x28, which i'd be taking to go home, but i can't stay on it the whole way to hyde park, i MUST do this research TONIGHT. at lasalle, this chick is running across the street, and the driver has already shut the doors and is moving forward, but she was super cute and i assume the driver decided to stop again and let her on just because she she looked so good. was very professionally dressed, no surprise getting on at lasalle. she got out her stylish billfold and realized she only had a 5. she's asking everyone on the bus if they have change- no one on a bus is ever willing to give away their change! she looked like a cab riding north sider who's never ridden a bus before. i thought she was african american, but when she started talking i realized she was indian. she was so pitiful i took my chicago card and swiped it for her. she was effusively greatful, i took off my ipod and we had the nicest conversation. sure it was only 2 blocks long, but hopefully i'll run into her again- she lives in hyde park, her stop's cornell but she said she lives near washington park- so she doesn't have a very good handle on city geography yet. she just moved here from new york, and doesn't feel hp is a particularly safe neigborhood, but she's excited about her new job at a law firm downtown. if i hadn't been saying "fuck it" to my reseach all week (did i mention the library was closed for pulaski day monday?) i would have blown off my research and chatted the whole way to hyde park, but unfortunately duty called.
i could find NO pictures of what polish people wore early 17th century. if anyone has any insight, let me know. however i did find a great book on greek architecture. it has photos of the ruins today, then a plastic overlay with what they speculate it looked like then painted overtop. it's really cool.
in 2 classes i was able to bluff my way through not having complete homework, so i have some bad karma coming to me. i also sent flowers to everyone in the costume shop today for our pizza party to celebrate the opening of my show. frances was swatching at fishman's and vogue with her class, horray! so she didn't come to my party, and i didn't feel bad about not buying her flowers. she doesn't deserve flowers. everyone else does. i love working in the costume shop again!! i sewed together 2 pairs of button-fly pants today, they are ready for fittings tomorrow.
someday i'll have to do character analysis on my night class, creative nonfiction. there are some winners, and some really abrasive people. snooty. there's this one guy who looks like a stoner with long dreadlocks, and he's only talked twice in class. once to totally slam something i said contradicting the other annoying girl, and today to totally deride a piece we had read. when we're passing our drafts of our paper around, i REALLY didn't want him or her to read mine. but it ended up it was just him and i, and so we had to swap. he put little effort into reviewing mine, which i prefer to dissing, and his was creepy: his artifact was a dead goldfish, and he compared how goldfish can't live together with each other with how he felt different from and better from all the members of his kindergarten class. the other person who critiqued mine was a guy who's friends with the girl i don't like so i was worried, but he gave me good critique, and thanked me for my comments on his, said they were very helpful! so horray. there may be more winners in this class than i first thought.
have i mentioned how i'm enjoying my misquito netting? from the outside you can see through it so it's not like it's a wall or something, but from the inside it's really enclosing, creating this little cave- it makes me feel like i have a real bedroom. and i haven't pulled it down from the ceiling again yet. we'll see how my additude changes after that happens!
feeling less kind twards my potato soup after it leaked through the tupperware (boo ikea!) and a plastic bag to soak my backpack and ruin my utne reader. thank god it was just that and not the library books!
so ends my day. good night. peace.