Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
I feel amazing... great day, a great afternoon nap, reassurance on celebrating the end of my thesis and good weather and cheer with old friends...

and I finally set up my winamp playlist for all to see. Song of the day, it's been echoing, eeriely in my head for three days. From Chungking Express, fornication in space. i think it should be the theme to a highly addictive video game. People on my hall must be getting annoyed with it's addictive qualities, that and a Dennis Brown reagge song I don't even like that much, but has me equally as captivated because of the film, I have no idea what it's called, "everyday" maybe?

Anyway, I am planning ahead, but I am doing a margarita day (already much antscipation) on the afternoon of May 4th... oh yes, when this thesis is finally over, drinks will be in order. many drinks. and chips. and salsa. and more drinks.
posted by lmjasinski at 6:19 PM