argghhh
it's happening again. that just-past-middle-of-the-semester lagging. but this time its not just lethargy, it's restlessness to get on with life. don't get me wrong, i really either like or don't mind my classes so much. but today i sat still long enough, without work or studying or people around to realize that there's still something nagging me. and also that i'm probably the most happy with life that i've been in awhile. but still the restlessness? strange, right? pms? who knows.
halloween was ok, family weekend was good. nice to see mike's parents. made me feel a little homesick for the first time all semester. which must be some kind of record for me.
watched y tu mama tambien last night, not quite sure what i think of it yet. i didn't make it through the movie, so i guess i should watch the end at some point. i get the gist though. thought the "ugly one" (according to mike) was much more attractive. both agreed the "pretty" one was too youngish/too girlish.
finished mrs. dalloway this afternoon and still processing. may have a new favorite novel and several new favorite sentences that are more like paragraphs that are more like epics in a few words.
voting tomorrow, kinda apprehensive that i will mess that up somehow...gotta get lots of work done so i can immerse myself in the coverage tomorrow night...i hope politics do not become an obsession as they seem to want to consume me. a fad? like everything else, eh?
why is puff daddy (what is he going by currently?) trying to relate to me on the tv? because we're brown in different degrees? its so strange.
gave up on this week's poetry position paper. how to write on a poet writing on poet who happens to be Sylvia Plath? doesn't matter...still have 4 more opportunities to write 2 more papers.
kerry and hip hop? brotha' please. understandably bush is afraid of mtv and kurt loder. they must be close in age, right?
so i read something interesting right this moment:
"For this generation conspicuously lacks that eloquent air of bereavement which made so many of the exploits of the Lost Generation symbolic actions. Furthermore, the repeated inventory of shattered ideals, and the laments about the mud in moral currents, which so obsessed the Lost Generation does not concern young people today. They take it frighteningly for granted. They were brought up in these ruins and no longer notice them. They drink to "come down" or "get high," not to illustrate anything. Their excursions into drugs or promiscuity come out of curiosity, not disillusionment."
about the beats apparently, but can't help but think of our generation...of myself? personally, i think mind-altering as a statement or out of disillusionment is stupid, because it seems empty or weak while pretending to be "about" something. good old fashioned curiosity and impulse suits me just fine, because they have no pretensions.
thanks for allowing me to wax poetic.
halloween was ok, family weekend was good. nice to see mike's parents. made me feel a little homesick for the first time all semester. which must be some kind of record for me.
watched y tu mama tambien last night, not quite sure what i think of it yet. i didn't make it through the movie, so i guess i should watch the end at some point. i get the gist though. thought the "ugly one" (according to mike) was much more attractive. both agreed the "pretty" one was too youngish/too girlish.
finished mrs. dalloway this afternoon and still processing. may have a new favorite novel and several new favorite sentences that are more like paragraphs that are more like epics in a few words.
voting tomorrow, kinda apprehensive that i will mess that up somehow...gotta get lots of work done so i can immerse myself in the coverage tomorrow night...i hope politics do not become an obsession as they seem to want to consume me. a fad? like everything else, eh?
why is puff daddy (what is he going by currently?) trying to relate to me on the tv? because we're brown in different degrees? its so strange.
gave up on this week's poetry position paper. how to write on a poet writing on poet who happens to be Sylvia Plath? doesn't matter...still have 4 more opportunities to write 2 more papers.
kerry and hip hop? brotha' please. understandably bush is afraid of mtv and kurt loder. they must be close in age, right?
so i read something interesting right this moment:
"For this generation conspicuously lacks that eloquent air of bereavement which made so many of the exploits of the Lost Generation symbolic actions. Furthermore, the repeated inventory of shattered ideals, and the laments about the mud in moral currents, which so obsessed the Lost Generation does not concern young people today. They take it frighteningly for granted. They were brought up in these ruins and no longer notice them. They drink to "come down" or "get high," not to illustrate anything. Their excursions into drugs or promiscuity come out of curiosity, not disillusionment."
about the beats apparently, but can't help but think of our generation...of myself? personally, i think mind-altering as a statement or out of disillusionment is stupid, because it seems empty or weak while pretending to be "about" something. good old fashioned curiosity and impulse suits me just fine, because they have no pretensions.
thanks for allowing me to wax poetic.