eerr...happy?!

Tricia and I seem to have established a little ritual of ours. Every Thursday, after she gets out of her Social Movements seminar, she comes over and we shoot the breeze for a couple of hours. We like the fact that it's already become a tradition of sorts. We, graduate students, like to have order in our lives. It gives us a sense of accomplishment or (false) productivity.

So, we were sitting on the couch today, being our usual cynical selves, when Geo called me on the phone. Turns out she hadn't really heard me speak Bulgarian before.

'You sound different in Bulgarian', she said.

'Oh, really? Different how?', I asked

'Err...happy?...'

Being far away from home gets harder every day.