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.

 
Big Days

Since time is of the essence, I'll confine myself to outline speak.

1. The TAA is on Strike. I was a bad striker yesterday, so I need to get dressed, put on a propagandistic t-shirt and show my solidarity for my TA bretheren.

2. I got a job. A job teaching Hollywood cinema to senior citizens. Not that I know a lot about Hollywood cinema, but I can keep up the momentum, and for $40 an hour, watch me do that with a smile on my face. Since I'd only teach in the morning, I'll probably get a mindless summer job too, but at least I'll feel better about it with something "worthwhile" on my plate.

3. I've re-vamped my approach to housing next year... it looks like I'll be living with an incoming student. I think it'll be easier (financially and logistically) and I'll get my living room with coffee table.

4. I am going to LA with Patrick in a few weeks. Very excited for a vacation, very excited to finally see that "other" coast.

5. I've added a new key to my keyring...
posted by lmjasinski at 10:09 AM