David Foster Wallace. He's my favorite writer. I love him madly, deeply, truly. I fantasized about going to Illinois just so I could take a class with him. Better: showing up on his doorstep, declaring my undying devotion, and begging him to set me down on his knee and teach me everything he knows about the wonderful world of English. I could
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It is truly an enormous loss. :(
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Thanks for checking in; hope all is well in your life, and that the ass of your dissertation has been (or is well on its way to being) thoroughly whupped.
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