Hoy te busqué en la rima que duerme con todas las palabras

Ever since I finished my written exams last week I have had some concentration problems. Given that I have to teach and go to class tomorrow, I am finally studying about now. This isn't wise on my part, but my brain needed a break.

I went to a sorority event over the weekend that was quite nice. It was fun to get out my pin again, that I haven't worn since I graduated. Plus I met some more nice ladies.

Near the end of last week I made an order on Amazon for the MLA Handbook (and I am dorkily excited about it) because I am sick of having to go places to consult it. So now I have my own! And of course I had to get up to the free shipping limit, so I ordered some CD's, too. Guess who? Gustavo Cerati! He is supposed to be in Santiago while I'm down there and I'm super excited! I only had Soda Stereo CDs but from what I heard of his solo stuff at Viña del Mar, I was intrigued and interested. So 2 new CDs for me! Though I usually find his lyrics interesting but impossible to figure out, here is one that I actually enjoy quite a bit and maybe even understand. At least it's not talking about being a plant. The lyrics are from the Bocanada CD, and the translation is my own.

PUENTE
Hoy te busqué en la rima que duerme
con todas las palabras
si algo callé es porque entendí todo
menos la distancia
desordené átomos tuyos
para hacerte aparecer
(un día más, un día más…)
arriba el sol abajo el reflejo
de cómo estalla mi alma
ya estás aquí y el paso que dimos
es causa y es efecto
cruza el amor yo cruzaré los dedos
y gracias por venir gracias por venir
adorable puente
se ha creado entre los dos.
cruza el amor
yo cruzaré los dedos y
gracias por venir
gracias porvenir
adorable puente…
cruza el amor
cruza el amor por el puente
usa el amor, usa el amor como un puente

BRIDGE
Today I looked for you in the rhyme that sleeps
with all the words
if I kept something quiet it is because I understood everything
but the distance
I disordered your atoms
to make you appear
(one more day, one more day…)
above the sun, below the reflection
of how my soul explodes
now you are here and the step we took
is cause and effect
love crosses I will cross my fingers
thank you for coming thank you for coming
adorable bridge
has been created between us.
love crosses
I will cross my fingers and
thank you for coming
thank you future
adorable bridge
love crosses
love crosses the bridge
use love, use love as a bridge

oh, the things I'll do

Wow it's still cold. I'm not a fan of it. In other weather news (and my father will be shocked by this one): it rained in Santiago in February. Let me remind my readers that the average rainfall for February (and December, and January) is 0. None. The weather is so weird.

I had a meeting with an advisor yesterday for my thesis. It was a really good meeting, though I have decided I am a much better academic writer in English - which makes sense, because it is my native language. But this thesis is not in English, so I have a bunch of polishing to do. Which will happen after I finish my exams, thank you very much. Just like I'm going to look up the etymology of the term flaite, and re-read all the Harry Potter books. Among other fun things.

Speaking of fun, I went to a coffee date this morning with women who are also alumns of my sorority. Unfortunately, no alumns in my age range were there (sad panda!) but they were very nice women and one of them, the local chapter advisor, took me by the house afterwards so I could see it and meet some of the collegians. It's so weird to refer to collegians... but I guess that is because I was one, up until 2 years ago. The concept of a house is also odd to me. But I think I'll go to Founder's Day in March (yay for lunch) and maybe get my feet wet with some small advising responsibility. I am actually super excited about it - I would much rather concentrate on that than the book I'm working on for class, which, though fascinating and well written, is taking me a long time to get through. It's dense. And I get to present on it! (well, not just me, I'm doing it with a friend). So I should get back to that book... maybe I can read a few pages before calling Mr. Hubby at work... the dear has a cold and is cold, but he loves me all the same. :-) And, well, I love him too. Imagine that! Oh, that reminds me of my candle pass when we got engaged...