I'm finally moved in (managing to sweat a ridiculous amount, since it was 95 degrees out, goodness), despite some random bits of unpacking I still need to do. Gregory has been a very good roomie, and he just bought some crazy-huge 57" HDTV (which, I might add, episodes of Sliders look great on :p). Classes start Wednesday. So for me, that means ( Read more... )

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I really love Cosmicomics, which has been my latest reading endeavor. Calvino has all these really crazy ideas, and he manages to dress them up in such lyrical ways. Cosmicomics basically works on the premise that there were consciousnesses around to witness various huge events in the history of the universe and Earth. So the book is basically ( Read more... )

Death is the most tender and sincere love letter to the living ( Read more... )

My subconscious went all emo on me last night, and I had a very bad dream. At the beginning of it, I was reminding everyone about my big, important dinner that they had to come to at 6 pm. I reminded my whole family, and a bunch of friends. So I get all tarted up and go sit at this huge table in the restaurant (I had arrived a tad early to make ( Read more... )

I went on an unlocking spree today. I have successfully eradicated a good chunk of the entries in this journal that I formerly had private. I did keep a few locked, mostly because they were plagued with silliness (read: obsession). If I like you enough, maybe I'll show you some of the ridiculous mush I've written. But for now, my poetic prose ( Read more... )

I made a separate music blog for some reason. I don't know that I'll ever post in it very much, but knock yourselves out, I guess. It currently has three entries ( Read more... )

Salman Rushdie on meeting Thomas Pynchon:Yes. Gasp. Shock. Horror. I met Thomas Pynchon. Yes, it's true. Yes, it's because I reviewed Vineland, and he liked the review. And before that, he sent me a very nice message of solidarity, of support. But after the review of Vineland appeared in The New York Times, he sort of made contact and intimated ( Read more... )

Okay, so I randomly decided to get back on OkCupid after deleting my old account in anger one day. If you're morbidly curious what a crappy remake of my old profile looks like, go here. Yeah, that's rather uneventful, sorry. Go visit more interesting blogs, like those that belong to Brian or Saunders (I'd also suggest visiting spookyjon's, but he ( Read more... )

I feel a lot better today: I'm sorry for all that whiny nonsense before. While I'm still not back to top form by any means, I'm almost relieved. Relieved in the sense that the stress of worrying about how much someone actually likes you (or will continue do so in the future) is essentially gone. Going back to my complacent hibernation in ( Read more... )