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so let's just face it. i should be writing my paper now. i have nothing else to do and i'm actually excited to write it cause it will be really interesting. (writing about house of mirth, three lives by gertrude stein, and herland by charlotte perkins gilman - so exciting!! i am a huge dork.)
however i don't have my computer back so i'm procrastinating. the night is so nice outside, i would like to be there, but i feel like i should be working so i can't. and then i can't really work, because the cluster is so frustrating. i never know if i'm going to get a PC, and i'm only really around for like short periods of time so then i have to leave and when i come back i never know if i'm going to get a PC again, etc. etc. etc.
so instead i come here and work with my 30 minutes of time - not writing my paper of course, but writing LJs and checking emails.
i love finals week actually, when i have no finals. even when i do - it's so nice to not have class, and hang around the dorm. you feel like you're living a very scholarly life somehow, like being in a monastery or something.
anyway i had a thought yesterday while i was talking to arielle about break ups and such, but i forgot it. it was merely reflective, nothing really thrilling. we were talking about how people become really attractive to us when they have expertise or passion (i almost typed fashion - that's fucked up). i realized this is in many ways connected to my thing about "the rush" - which is really just like visceral happiness.
oh kay, not making sense. going to brownie night.
however i don't have my computer back so i'm procrastinating. the night is so nice outside, i would like to be there, but i feel like i should be working so i can't. and then i can't really work, because the cluster is so frustrating. i never know if i'm going to get a PC, and i'm only really around for like short periods of time so then i have to leave and when i come back i never know if i'm going to get a PC again, etc. etc. etc.
so instead i come here and work with my 30 minutes of time - not writing my paper of course, but writing LJs and checking emails.
i love finals week actually, when i have no finals. even when i do - it's so nice to not have class, and hang around the dorm. you feel like you're living a very scholarly life somehow, like being in a monastery or something.
anyway i had a thought yesterday while i was talking to arielle about break ups and such, but i forgot it. it was merely reflective, nothing really thrilling. we were talking about how people become really attractive to us when they have expertise or passion (i almost typed fashion - that's fucked up). i realized this is in many ways connected to my thing about "the rush" - which is really just like visceral happiness.
oh kay, not making sense. going to brownie night.