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Been awhile, kids . . . and where to begin? Hmmm. Need to turn in my Mary Gordon story on Tuesday. 100 pages + revision into first chapter of twenty of those pages+ one page parody of Mary McCarthy. HUUUGE philosophy quiz on Tuesday. Wasn't sure if we were supposed to read Cymbeline or The Winter's Tale for Shakespeare, so chose to read neither.
Good job, A.
Room is a mess, stuff all over and just a vague sense of lack-of-purpose. Not sure about . . . well, anything, really. Will be better/less wonky next week? Hope so. Where did the time go? Last year this time, I was visiting Fiona in Paris, and it's strange, because it doesn't feel like a year ago at all. And it's more strange that next year this time my life will be much, much, much different--where will I be living, what will I be doing? What AM I doing now? I don't know. Not being productive, that's for sure.
Meh.
Meep meep meep meep meep. I love the word "atavistic" and wish it could be more useful. I wish it meant something like primitive, when I say the word atavistic, I think of some tiny furry animal all huddled in a corner with its teeth bared, really angry looking and yet a little bit squeezable at the same time. Instead, "atavistic" means The reappearance of a characteristic in an organism after several generations of absence, usually caused by the chance recombination of genes, or an individual or a part that exhibits atavism. Sort of works, but really doesn't at all.
Another thing to be a little sad (though not a lot sad, about). Atavism.
Good job, A.
Room is a mess, stuff all over and just a vague sense of lack-of-purpose. Not sure about . . . well, anything, really. Will be better/less wonky next week? Hope so. Where did the time go? Last year this time, I was visiting Fiona in Paris, and it's strange, because it doesn't feel like a year ago at all. And it's more strange that next year this time my life will be much, much, much different--where will I be living, what will I be doing? What AM I doing now? I don't know. Not being productive, that's for sure.
Meh.
Meep meep meep meep meep. I love the word "atavistic" and wish it could be more useful. I wish it meant something like primitive, when I say the word atavistic, I think of some tiny furry animal all huddled in a corner with its teeth bared, really angry looking and yet a little bit squeezable at the same time. Instead, "atavistic" means The reappearance of a characteristic in an organism after several generations of absence, usually caused by the chance recombination of genes, or an individual or a part that exhibits atavism. Sort of works, but really doesn't at all.
Another thing to be a little sad (though not a lot sad, about). Atavism.