1.21.01 - 9:21:28

there were two interesting things about spanish class. one was jeremy. the other was peter. peter is less involved, so i'll tell you about him first.

so there's this dude named peter in our class. he's old. like, you know, 40ish. and he looks very familiar. he's from sweden, we discover. i'm sitting there going through all these faces in my memory trying to figure out where i know this guy from. i almost decide that he's laura grable's boyfriend, but he's not. and i know that, but it's sort of like it would end the madness just to make that decision. anyway. who is peter nordlander? i couldn't figure it out until class was over. see, he teaches physics. and i went to physics, like, twice all semester so i didn't recognize him right off the bat. but he was my physics prof. he passed out the tests. and i showed up for those. and now he's in my spanish class. crazy, huh?

ok, now jeremy. angie knows about jeremy. jeremy was really a sad story. i almost want to call him something else to disguise his true identity, but i've already written jeremy like, a million times and i don't feel like going back and changing all of them. yes i know about find replace. but there are a lot of jeremys, you know. so the first day of spanish the prof is just having little conversations with us about where we're from and what we did over break and all of that kind of stuff. we're all pretty much on the same page. except for jeremy. he gets to jeremy and the dialogue is as follows, except in spanish, but in spanish everyone except for jeremy understands. don't go thinking this is some high-faluting complicated spanish all of a sudden. cause it's not.

prof: what are some place that you like in the us?

jeremy: could you repeat that?

p: places in the us, cities, what are some that you like?

j: what?

p: what are some places that you know in the us?

j: huh?

p: are you familiar with amarillo?

j: um....yeah.

p: how about san antonio?

j: uh huh.

p: you know amarillo, you know san antonio, where's some place you don't know?

j: could you repeat that?

p: you know these cities, you don't know . . . what?

j: no.

p: what city?

j: um, no. um, i don't know.

oh lord, i could go on. but you get my drift. it was torture to sit through. and the prof wasn't doing it in a mean-spirited way, like, he really wanted jeremy to catch on, but there just wasn't any catching on that was going to happen in that 50 minutes. and then after he moved on to other people, he'd keep coming back to jeremy and try to get him to join in the conversation. yeah, that wasn't gonna happen. jeremy wasn't there for the next class. we were all relieved. i mean, i can only take so much of other people's suffering, and i think jeremy might have filled up my quota for the whole semester. man. poor jeremy.

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