where did you get that jump drive in your pocket?
I will fore go a lengthy discussion on the benifits of living with cat brethern.
Instead, I/d like to ask for your cooperation in shanking the first person you see carrying a translucent pink jump drive with the words "Lexar Media" on it. Said person could most likely be seen strolling around the library, erasing everything I have ever written for the academy, as well as various summer jobs.
Reading Margaret Atwood in 10 hour streches will definitly crush any remaining idealism one had in humanity/notions of community/social progress/an improving attitude towards racist/sexist tendencies/ect... I like to take the time to muse about the following summer reading projects instead:
Reading:
Greek Tragedy
Underworld/Cosmopolis
Cat's Eye
Swann's Way
T.S Eliot's Four Quartets
Threshold of the Visable World
Discipline and Punish
More and More Derrida: Writing and Difference/Dissemination (both on route via specail order Buzzword books)
Finishing:
Entire history of Greek Tragedy
Teaching to Transgress
Blindness
Waterland
The French Leutinent's Women
Song of Solomon
Of Grammatology
Memoirs for Paul de Man
Rereading:
Greek Tragedy
Virginia Woolf's To the Lighthouse/A Room of One's Own
Ulyesses
A Portrait of the Artist
The Wasteland
Ect...
Although I know come Tuesday I am a ghost in relation to sobriety. And the following weeks after that. Therefore, the only reading I will likely accomplish over the summer is the following:
La Bodega Beer and Wine list menu
that "boh" label on the tap that pours boh
Sign in front of the Empire Beer and Wine Store
"Boh" label on cases of beer
Several threatening letters from Neighbour "Ron" questioning my attitude towards my community/well being
strokebooks
ect...
Instead, I/d like to ask for your cooperation in shanking the first person you see carrying a translucent pink jump drive with the words "Lexar Media" on it. Said person could most likely be seen strolling around the library, erasing everything I have ever written for the academy, as well as various summer jobs.
Reading Margaret Atwood in 10 hour streches will definitly crush any remaining idealism one had in humanity/notions of community/social progress/an improving attitude towards racist/sexist tendencies/ect... I like to take the time to muse about the following summer reading projects instead:
Reading:
Greek Tragedy
Underworld/Cosmopolis
Cat's Eye
Swann's Way
T.S Eliot's Four Quartets
Threshold of the Visable World
Discipline and Punish
More and More Derrida: Writing and Difference/Dissemination (both on route via specail order Buzzword books)
Finishing:
Entire history of Greek Tragedy
Teaching to Transgress
Blindness
Waterland
The French Leutinent's Women
Song of Solomon
Of Grammatology
Memoirs for Paul de Man
Rereading:
Greek Tragedy
Virginia Woolf's To the Lighthouse/A Room of One's Own
Ulyesses
A Portrait of the Artist
The Wasteland
Ect...
Although I know come Tuesday I am a ghost in relation to sobriety. And the following weeks after that. Therefore, the only reading I will likely accomplish over the summer is the following:
La Bodega Beer and Wine list menu
that "boh" label on the tap that pours boh
Sign in front of the Empire Beer and Wine Store
"Boh" label on cases of beer
Several threatening letters from Neighbour "Ron" questioning my attitude towards my community/well being
strokebooks
ect...