Sep 07, 2004 17:06
today i studied people's faces and clothes and decided in a cluster of minutes whether they were better poets than i. most of them were. one girl had a skirt hewn of several rough materials and a shirt with pen markings on it and serious eyes! i have no chance. however, louise gluck spoke these words to me: "katie kadue, yes, i have your application, i remember." she wants me to feel "some pleasure in [ENGL141 introduction to verse writing] as well as anxiety and despair and impending doom," i know it! but in case these portentous words are in fact empty, i sent an email to the professor of the other class i want to take protesting the portrayal of baudelaire's view of death as perverse whereas it's actually just interesting. he hasn't responded though.
more: my pot is so delicious.
more: my french teacher, farid, is going to tell us about cultural pollution (pollution culturelle).
and: chances of doing coke soon: high.