Sometimes, there are no words.

There are no words!

Observations ( Read more... )

Life is strange here; I go to bed early and get up early; I go on long walks and sometimes go jogging, all that great conscientious cardiovascular exercise that I can channel my frustration into and that keeps my anxious hyperventilation at bay; I cook things, I do errands. I don't fight with my sister. Or my mother. I avoid my father, more ( Read more... )

Summer reading:

1984
Naming and Necessity
Goedel, Escher, Bach
Blink
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Something in French??
More fiction??

I hate Valentine's Day ( Read more... )

"I love you" is NOT a linguistic performative.

There is, however, something to be said for effective communication.

"...what most of us like about New York is the surface, the shifting, active, powerful human surface. This surface, like that of the sea, never tires or relents. [...] It is not just exciting but inspiring to see what humanity can do in the crowded rush of energy and ideas that is New York City - and New York University. [...] Here in the city it ( Read more... )