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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.



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Wednesday, October 09, 2002
 
Debate Sleepover at My House

In high school, in prep for a big game, there was this tradition called a pasta party. Basically, you go to someone's house and gorge on pasta and garlic bread with hopes that carbo loading would give you more energy in the next day's game. I can remember asking to have one all the time but my parents never let me, something about 30 hyper girls, spaghetti sauce, white couches... well, I am pretty sure my sister had about three in her tenure on the south windsor field hockey team (the younger ones always have it easy). So my retrobution is coming late, but better late than never. I am having a debate sleepover party en route back to Midd from Wesleyan this week. Should be fun - dinner, playing games with the rents, good old SNL and digital cable. It doesn't take much to make me happy in this world. I am also going to catch up on my laundry and bring back some fleecy items to get me through the long cold winter ahead. Merriment abounds. This will be my last debate trip for a while - until I take the GRE. There's a lot on the calendar between now and then - my Davidson trip as an honor code emissary, some midterms, a sure-to-be debaucherous homecoming - and dinner at the (college) President's House, thank you very much.

no word on the watson yet... I checked my mailbox 5 times today.

I've been getting a lot of front and back talk on grad school lately. The problem arises when you ask everyone for their opinion and they give it to you. People say MIT is too new and unpredictable - so that can be good or bad. MIT is a techno-eden, it doesn't really excel at humanities (again pro or con)... so who knows, it's still my first choice and I think my decision to become a new media person becomes that much more certain everyday. Midd hired a new prof to specialize in TV / media culture and he spoke favorably about MIT and the promise it holds once it starts churning people into the field. He offered to go to bat for me. Every little bit helps. But even this is an exciting and controversial topic of discussion - so hopefully that's just an indication of the things to come. Who knows, I might end up applying to U Wisconsin, Madison too... they are really strong in TV / cultural studies but churn out a solid number of PhDs that go into teaching every year... eh yi yi. I hope MIT just gobbles me up just the same.

Oh, Ari Fleischer - W's Press Secretary & Middlebury's only famous alum - is coming to talk on Sunday night. That should be cool. I'll need to get there early b/c I got stuck outside last time we had a top-notch speaker in the chapel. Yet another reason increasing the student body is bad... when the only facility that can house everyone is the ice rink, one must ask where are priorities have strayed to...