nf: bubu. i'm really sweating it a bit at the moment - need to travel to see my parents tomorrow to sort out some kinks about the (gloomy) future and i suddenly feel as if i have too many things to do. rahvin will be used to this style since he used to make light fun of me for it back in high school, but here's my schedule:
- tomorrow i have to board a train at 4.30pm, will reach milan at 9pm (everything else, including planes, was booked lest i wanted to spend all my money on a ticket), a friend will pick me up and drive me at my parents', where i will spend the weekend. i will leave my scooter in front of the bank, hoping it does not get stolen. the bank's parking lot is no-go since i need to pick it up on sunday and it will be closed then.
- sunday 13.30 i have to board another train to come back here.
- let us not forget that my father has probably less than three months to live and the weekend is probably not going to be easy emotionally, although i'm glad i'm seeing him.
- there's workers in my house, there have been since june 15 and they won't leave until july 18. by the way, they'll leave with 16.000 euros of my hard-earned money. this means that the flat looks like a battleground and everything is dirty.
- this is the reason why i have to call the cleaning lady tomorrow and explain to her, although she doesn't speak italian very well, that on monday she has to come and try to make sense of the mess, although the workers will be there as well and i suppose they'll all get very confused.
- i haven't had time to make any laundry and i have nowhere to hang it to dry anyway, so i'm running out of shirts and the likes. i have about one week of autonomy, then it's either new wardrobe, going around naked, or a new strategy.
- on july 29th i have to leave for the USA but i have no machine-readable passport yet, through no fault of mine. i have applied of course, but the cops are slow, and to speed up the process i need a letter from the bank, only there's no letter because the stay is not formally authorized at the moment.
- there's next to no chance that i will have my authorization next week, so i'll have to pick it up and give it to the cops on monday the 18th.
- that's because from the 10th to the 17th i'm in torino to spend some time with my dad. the week is going to be horrendous, i'm positive. i'm going to feel unable to do anything at all for him, and that's because i can't, i don't have the cure for cancer, much less terminal-stage cancer. i am really praying to god for some help in making something up to help him pass the time. i was thinking of downloading movies of his favorite directors and seeing them with him, but it all depends on how depressed he is and stuff.
- remember that my house is a mess. a friend of mine whom i really, really want to spend some quality time with (sort of an insurance against going completely nuts) is coming here sometime next week. he's got a birthday on the 7th and we were supposed to inaugurate the new patio, but there's going to be no new patio until the 18th, so we'll probably go away on friday the 8th - so i need to take another day off, shite - and travel up north together. this is fine and pleasant, but it also adds to the chaos remarkably.
- i need to give the laptop i currently am on to my brother and buy another one, all before i leave with said friend. given previous plans, this leaves me mon night-wed night next week to set up a new computer. i cannot reasonably do it, especially considering i have to buy it. but i'll try and steal the external USB drive of my brother's this weekend, to speed the process up.
- uh, and did i tell you that on the 19th i'm leaving for mallorca? there is a conference - an important conference - i absolutely need to attend and i'll catch the opportunity and spend some time on the beach too. i'll be back on the 24th probably.
- before leaving for the US, i'd love to say one last (could well be literal) hello to my dad so i'll probably drop by torino on the 26th or something. another option would be arranging for my bags to be sent to DC, catch a plane to milan, go see my parents, go back to milan, catch a plane to DC, and so on and so forth. problem: very costly. ouchie.
- until the workers go away, it's 7am wake-up call for me and anybody who knows me knows that this makes no sense in my life.
- for some miracle i'm not sick yet, but it seems i'm working on it. i've also put on an extra kilo for no plausible reason and i have had no workouts of any sort whatsoever for the whole week. i hate that.
and all i can think about is that tomorrow on the train i'll be able to watch a couple of movies i really, really want to see.
i want to scream. honestly. but today after lunch when my mom told me on the phone that she wanted to scream because there was too much pressure on her and she didn't really care about re-organizing the family estate and she just wanted to forget about the whole bloody (literally, again) mess i told her very wisely that we don't do screaming when we're overwhelmed. so i suppose i don't want to scream anymore.
i'll try and be good and organized, possibly without going lunatic.
- tomorrow i have to board a train at 4.30pm, will reach milan at 9pm (everything else, including planes, was booked lest i wanted to spend all my money on a ticket), a friend will pick me up and drive me at my parents', where i will spend the weekend. i will leave my scooter in front of the bank, hoping it does not get stolen. the bank's parking lot is no-go since i need to pick it up on sunday and it will be closed then.
- sunday 13.30 i have to board another train to come back here.
- let us not forget that my father has probably less than three months to live and the weekend is probably not going to be easy emotionally, although i'm glad i'm seeing him.
- there's workers in my house, there have been since june 15 and they won't leave until july 18. by the way, they'll leave with 16.000 euros of my hard-earned money. this means that the flat looks like a battleground and everything is dirty.
- this is the reason why i have to call the cleaning lady tomorrow and explain to her, although she doesn't speak italian very well, that on monday she has to come and try to make sense of the mess, although the workers will be there as well and i suppose they'll all get very confused.
- i haven't had time to make any laundry and i have nowhere to hang it to dry anyway, so i'm running out of shirts and the likes. i have about one week of autonomy, then it's either new wardrobe, going around naked, or a new strategy.
- on july 29th i have to leave for the USA but i have no machine-readable passport yet, through no fault of mine. i have applied of course, but the cops are slow, and to speed up the process i need a letter from the bank, only there's no letter because the stay is not formally authorized at the moment.
- there's next to no chance that i will have my authorization next week, so i'll have to pick it up and give it to the cops on monday the 18th.
- that's because from the 10th to the 17th i'm in torino to spend some time with my dad. the week is going to be horrendous, i'm positive. i'm going to feel unable to do anything at all for him, and that's because i can't, i don't have the cure for cancer, much less terminal-stage cancer. i am really praying to god for some help in making something up to help him pass the time. i was thinking of downloading movies of his favorite directors and seeing them with him, but it all depends on how depressed he is and stuff.
- remember that my house is a mess. a friend of mine whom i really, really want to spend some quality time with (sort of an insurance against going completely nuts) is coming here sometime next week. he's got a birthday on the 7th and we were supposed to inaugurate the new patio, but there's going to be no new patio until the 18th, so we'll probably go away on friday the 8th - so i need to take another day off, shite - and travel up north together. this is fine and pleasant, but it also adds to the chaos remarkably.
- i need to give the laptop i currently am on to my brother and buy another one, all before i leave with said friend. given previous plans, this leaves me mon night-wed night next week to set up a new computer. i cannot reasonably do it, especially considering i have to buy it. but i'll try and steal the external USB drive of my brother's this weekend, to speed the process up.
- uh, and did i tell you that on the 19th i'm leaving for mallorca? there is a conference - an important conference - i absolutely need to attend and i'll catch the opportunity and spend some time on the beach too. i'll be back on the 24th probably.
- before leaving for the US, i'd love to say one last (could well be literal) hello to my dad so i'll probably drop by torino on the 26th or something. another option would be arranging for my bags to be sent to DC, catch a plane to milan, go see my parents, go back to milan, catch a plane to DC, and so on and so forth. problem: very costly. ouchie.
- until the workers go away, it's 7am wake-up call for me and anybody who knows me knows that this makes no sense in my life.
- for some miracle i'm not sick yet, but it seems i'm working on it. i've also put on an extra kilo for no plausible reason and i have had no workouts of any sort whatsoever for the whole week. i hate that.
and all i can think about is that tomorrow on the train i'll be able to watch a couple of movies i really, really want to see.
i want to scream. honestly. but today after lunch when my mom told me on the phone that she wanted to scream because there was too much pressure on her and she didn't really care about re-organizing the family estate and she just wanted to forget about the whole bloody (literally, again) mess i told her very wisely that we don't do screaming when we're overwhelmed. so i suppose i don't want to scream anymore.
i'll try and be good and organized, possibly without going lunatic.
be careful, ok?
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