It's love when no matter how hard it is to be around each other there's still no way you'd rather spend New Years Eve.

Love is a metaphysical event.

I learned some things this weekend.
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I've had a very good holiday!
( personal banality! )

Of all the people that I've talked to about my troubles since July, there's only one managed to beat right past all the blank I'm-sorry-to-hear-that's or any other formality or awkwardness* and instead respond with pure, raw compassion: my old harmonica teacher, Steve Morrell. The second I first mentioned it to him on the phone, he was immediately ( Read more... )

It's a symptom of our times that while we get progressively and symptomatically cleverer, we find ourselves in need of making ourselves momentarily dumber, just so that we can get around to saying such inane and honest things as this ( Read more... )

This is Spring Weekend: the weekend when everybody is supposed to stop everything and party, non-stop, for at least three days. This is my last Spring Weekend: it should be the biggest party I ever attend at college. Which means it is probably the biggest party event of my entire life.
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I used to think (a) all cities were like New York City, and (b) I hated cities. Now I've lived in other cities enough to know that I was wrong on both counts.
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Jeffrey Friedman's generous extension on the book review deadline means that I can finally, for the first time in many weeks, take a load off; just in time: happy new year, everyone. I love you guys.
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I just realized that somebody wrote "Nietzsche Sux" on my whiteboard.

Now I'm going to babble philosophic in ad hoc lingo about stuff I haven't thought hard about yet:
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