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 just caught my thesis advisor making out with her new boyfriend - apparently he is a geologist who is "into sculpture." I give her credit for being a recent divorcee "getting out there," but c'mon, this is just a digusting, awkward, and gross premise for an advisee to have to deal with. I am going back to the library to strike this image from mind and fill it with thesis instead.
posted by lmjasinski at 1:08 PM