letter from the front

i found myself watching football yesterday. and even enjoying it. now, if that doesn't completely repolarize my personal sense of right and wrong, i'm not particularly certain what would. ah well. what are sundays for if not calling into question all that you know to be true? seriously.

in other news...i received a letter from my friend in kazakhstan on saturday. she'd sent it over a month ago. she spent a great deal of it reminiscing about our freshman year of college. now, our freshman year was not particularly noted for its glamorizing or positive effect on any of our psyches, so the fact that she was latching on to it so strongly leads me to believe that she may be on the verge of exhausting many of ther other good memories. that distresses me, because the associated implication is that she's spent a great deal of time seeking solace in the depths of her own mind. that, in turn, means that she hasn't been finding solace in her surroundings.

i want her to be happy, and it doesn't sound like she really is at the moment, or at least wasn't as of a month ago. but, there's only a limited amount of stuff that i can really do to help...but, you know. every little bit helps. so, the wheels are already turning, thinking about a long letter and a care package, just a little somethin' somethin' to bring her enjoyment. i'm thinking mix tapes and peanut butter, i'm thinking magazines and batteries, i'm thinking photographs and art projects. i'm thinking gossip, above all. oh yes. lamentably, i know very little about kazakhstan, aside from the fact that it was once colonized by russia and that some people still live in yurts. (yurt!)...so, i don't really know what she needs. i'm going to place my bets on english periodicals, the latest madonna movie and peach-scented soap. but, if anyone's got any suggestions as to what to include...i'm all ears.