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.

 
Also, it was flat out time for a change, a more easy on the eyes kind of font, I got rid of a lot of the links that went underused anyway, and here ya go, something new with archives properly up and working - rather than the frequent unexplained episodic blackouts or not-owning-up-to-something that's so typical of me.

After boughts of snow-induced-you-can't-make-me-go-outside-boredom last night and then preternatural fears of losing my personal history, I've spent the morning fixing my blog archive and ordering cool DVDs from amazon, come over, seriously, whenever... I have plenty of new things to watch now (well, assuming another Amazon marketplace seller doesn't bamboozle me out of $8 and a mint condition used DVD). The afternoon has been given over to drinking coffee and reading Eva Brann's Paradoxes of Education in a Republic and later turning my attention to some Old Testament for Bible class - all the meanwhile fighting the uncontrolled and rather unexplained lethargicness of snow, Mondays, carbohydrate induced comas, a long weekend, and ironically enough prompted by sleeping too much.

posted by lmjasinski at 10:41 AM