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.

 
Best Frantic, Late-Night, Paper Binge Email

(ME): When you come to turn your paper in, assuming it is during "normal business hours" would you mind grabbing two copies of drafts of my Mekas paper (I accidently printed this afternoon) and recycle
them. I didn't mean to leave them there, on the shared printer...

(TOM): Nah, I thought I'd slide one under Vance's door and one under David's. I'll attach a note on each that reads, "Just thought you'd like to read what good scholarship looks like. Happy Holidays, Lisa."


posted by lmjasinski at 12:33 AM