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.

 
Damn. Should'a gone to UCONN.

Generally speaking, there is a lot more sex happenning in Connecticut than I ever realized.
posted by lmjasinski at 3:56 PM