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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. Re-runs & History Reads, Consumables, Pastimes & Institutions ![]() "The story of your life is not your life, it's your story" -- John Barth ![]() |
Thursday, October 17, 2002
Can I tell you that all of my favorite study spaces have been infilitrated by morons?? I was in mccullough studying on the lofted stage area (this is really my favorite place to study in the world) and this group of weirdos comes in wearing elf costumes. They are the improv-show tune club. There are 8 of them, no audience, and yet I still need to cut my studying short. Bitter. Song of the night - Elton John, "Mona Lisas and Madhatters." Tonight is one of those rainy and introspective nights when I wonder why I am at Midd now rather than New York. I want to watch a Tsai Ming Lian film right now. |