it is my second to last quarter, and more than ever


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in summer sessions i experienced true academic pleasure

in the fall i made a tactical error in class selection and had an unfortunate journey into "post structuralist literary theory." i shan't return, i'll stay in the social sciences where i belong

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bring back courtly love

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quit my job. just listening to so much REM and thinking about trust and intuition and loss.

"i know my first cue is silence"

purchased a new* camera, which is an act of faith. it assumes there will be something magical enough to photograph in one's future

*old, from a friend, but new to me

writing a paper about witch trials in germany in the early modern period. finally, i have arrived.

thousands of words about sociological garbage written and sent into a void