the female gaze

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.



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Sunday, July 11, 2004
 
Napoleon Dynamite is terrible. Total piece of crap; It was definitely one of the worst movies I've ever seen. I console myself by saying that I am not "gen Y" enough to appreciate it. I am perfectly fine with that.

It was an okay weekend... it's nice to have my old pal Eric back, and not just because he repaired my broken mini disc player. Today we tacked the very terrible art fair on the square - a mish mosh of mediocre artists peddling wares including many paintings of cows. Last night Laura had a backyard BBQ party and aside from the mosquitoes, it was a good time all around. It's been forever since I had a flav-a-ice pop. I did some other important things - laundry and grocery shopping - and while I feel like I just did that the other day, I guess it has to be done constantly.

Patrick and I are going to St. Louis next weekend to check out the town and find him an apartment. I've never been and I am trying to reserve judgment until we get there, but it seems like the town is easily reducible to a few key attractions - tons of Lewis and Clark stuff, tons of Indian arts and crafts, and the park where the 1904 Worlds Fair was held. It's also the home of frozen custard... but it's more of a business as usual trip of checking out school related things (media center, library) and then getting some BBQ if Patrick is lucky. Eric was kind enough to lend us the new David Sedaris book on CD so I am excited to hear that... it'll make the 6hrs down feel like nothing.

Before the night is through, I need to finish my lecture of Italian Neo-Realism for tomorrow... but it's always hard to resist reruns of the Simple Life on Fox.