I am so over this whole living in an apartment with no furniture thing. Almost there.
Today was the Pittsburgh/Cleveland football game. While I have no intention of starting to root for the Steelers, I thought it might be a good opportunity to meet a few other people in the complex. And it was. If you consider I was the only resident there under 50. They all mostly lived in the same building, and having been here for years, all knew one another already. Still it is a few more people I now know, even if I did leave in the middle of the third quarter.
I owe myself a long post on the film, Fantastic Beats and Where to Find Them. I thought the story delightful. My biggest issues with the film extended to the Wizarding World in the United States. I'm sorry, but there is no way we have only one wizarding school. So as cool as it is to have the school in the state I called home as of 10 daya ago (has it really been 10 days already?), there has to be others. Pocket schools. Rebel schools. A school in the South started in the years before the Civil War. A French-influenced school in New Orleans. A School in Florida which focuses on swamp magic. A school in the west coast started when Asian immigrants were still working on the railroad. Alaska probably has three or four of their own. And how about Hawaii? Not to mention several schools still owned and operated by those we took this country from. Perhaps Illvermony is the sanctioned-school, but no way is it the only one. (This is going to make its way into my current fiction project somehow. I know it.)
Thanksgiving in a few days, where it's back to Connecticut. Next Sunday, C. and I drive down to Pittsburgh together. Once there (again), there will hopefully be lots more exploring outside my own immediate area.
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