Last night I went to a classical music performance that Ana invited us to. It´s Elliot and her thing, I just happened to fit into the plan. She coerced me into going. I fell asleep three times during and she had to poke me at one point. It was terrible. Not that I wasn´t interested, I wasn´t, it´s just that I had managed to somehow avoid sleeping for I´MSTILLNOTSUREHOWMANY hours.

I manged to keep it up last night for a stroll down Calle Betí, where we played doubles “pool” against some sevillanas and eventually found some American students that had been here since January and laid it all out for us.

I missed both of the scheduled, optional programs today, one at 11a, and another at 430p. So I´ll be going to class green tomorrow without knowing anyone but Casey and Jennifer. Whoops. Sleep was necessary. I´m a little sick.

I wandered about until I found my school and then timed the walk back to the apartment. It´s about twenty-five minutes. That means, with school at 9AM, and breakfast and a twenty-five minute commute, somewhere there will be a Jeff Brown waking up at 7:15a, at the latest. Somewhere out there.

I took about fifteen pictures today. Shit. I forgot to copy the videos. Oh well. I made a gallery of what I took and you can view it at May22. OK I just tested them and the links don´t work, which was what I was going for.

Sunday hours for this net cafe are jacked up. I just paid for a full hour even though they are closing in ten minutes. I needed my fix. I will be looking for another place to plug in, though.

I know you fuckers are on AIM right now, not sending me e-mail, and that´s cool. I´m still glad I´m not signed on. “Still holding!” (Vince Vaugh, Old School).