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.

 
What I did instead of blogging today.

Shit, forgot to call my Mom for the 27th day in a row.

Debaters coming in 12 hours. If underaged kids get trashed, yoshi goes to jail; if the tab program tweeks out Jeremy will be eaten alive by ravenous dogs, if people are late, Dan will likely be stoned to death - if the forest lounge gets trashed, I can kiss my 7.85 semesters goodbye and transfer to Rhode Island College. No pressure or anything.
posted by lmjasinski at 10:40 PM