this is where we look for things
1.24.01 - 10:24:32
so we just watched a spanish movie entitled 'abre los ojos.' open your eyes. i would try to explain it, but it would be a terribly inadequate description and it would just piss me off to read it, so i'll just skip all of that. you should check it out if you get a chance. really makes you think.
today there were a few things that bugged me about poetry writing. one is the confusion people seem to be experiencing when it comes to possessive pronouns. oh, god. you're=you are. your=your. it's=it is. its=its. who's=who is. whose=whose. i mean, is it really that difficult? how can someone write something like, 'and then i saw you're face' without just knowing it's wrong? we weren't critiquing today for real, though, so i managed to repress the anal grammarian within me. but seriously, guys. it's not hard. the whole job of an apostrophe is to replace letters that are no longer there. this frustrates me a bit, as you can probably tell.
the other thing. oh yes. there's this boy. he used the phrase "wretched plight of mankind" in conversation. completely seriously. he also used some other phrase that made me cringe. i remember thinking for the remainder of the class that he was the sort of boy that would use the word 'askance' in everyday conversation. i mean, like, for real. i don't know why that particular word. but yes, that word. askance. yeah.
listening to bob schneider. the world exploded into love. all around me. it's a lovely song. it's beautiful to think about the world exploding into love, isn't it?
we had a little painting break last night. it was nice. i don't like the paintings i made. but i guess it felt good just to sit around and paint. i have to register for harp tomorrow. it's such a pain to go to shepherd and all the way to the registrar's. maybe i'll just do it thursday. i'm the queen of procrastination.
have you ever read 70 pages of tennyson? yeah, i have now. dr. patten says the strategy for our class is "selective rereading." ok, i'm sorry, but i spread it out over a couple of days and finished that stuff yesterday and frankly, i don't really want to reread any of it right now. i wonder how much that will change by 2 pm tomorrow. probably not much. i'll probably need to get stuff done further in advance so i can recover from it. on the upside, the john stuart mill essays were refreshing. especially after maud.
baked some banana bread last night because the bananas were going bad. i think the baking obsession has faded. i don't really feel that compulsive need to do it. at least not lately. of course there aren't really any huge stressors in my life right now. so i won't say that we're completely done with the baking thing. we are, however, out of flour. self-rising AND all-purpose. it's weird, you guys.
so i'm supposed to go look up stuff about peru and print it out and prepare a little summary about it. i hate assignments like that. here, reduce an entire country to 8.5*11 inches, double-spaced. and make sure it matches the 8.5*11 inches, double-spaced of information that i have arbitrarily determined is most important.
damn it. just missed law and order. maybe i'll take a nap and watch the late night one. maybe. maybe i'll look up some stuff about peru. they spoke really quickly in 'abre los ojos.' still understood parts of it, but yeah. it was way closer to real-life spanish than some of the other films we've watched. sometimes i feel like it really is slowed down for me.
what else? oh, i don't know. there's just a lot of stuff that i don't have a place for right now. feelings. missing you. lots of thoughts about this semester. this summer. next year. a five-year plan. law school. things becoming real. friends going to work as investment bankers and engineers and software developers and consultants. my brother turning 30 this year. i just can't shake the feeling that we're all doomed to wake up at some point in our lives and ask, but where did all the time go?
