i dreamed i was in scotland, and i met a grizzled old fisherman who told me all about scottish politics. then i went to an american ex-pat bar and asked them how to go about getting citizenship there. but when i left i was in hungary. i was confused because i want to visit hungary, but i don’t want to live there; i want to live in scotland. i was afraid the advice i had just gotten about citizenship was all wrong because i had actually asked ex-pats in hungary, and it would be different than for scotland.
today i have to/get to go to work. yay. i start officially on monday but i have to go in and learn what has changed over the summer. i imagine it won’t take very long so i am going to take my book and perhaps finish it before i meet up with blythe at 2.
(song: “bird in a cage,” old 97s)