The Futures Market ( Read more... )

I really ought to be doing my homework.

"Sénégal is a magical place. This morning I woke up, hungover, next to a marabout. How in the hell did I end up in Vegas, the fourth wife of Serigne Fallou Mabacké? Oh my god, I could have sworn that his name was Ted and that he was a WASPy banker from Pawtucket! Fucking A, marabout! Enough of your palm wine and mystical fruits! I want alimony! ( Read more... )

My first cognizant thought this morning was, "Wait, did the Fresh Prince go all the way from Philly to Bel Air in that funky taxi?" Then I ran to the bathroom and threw up.

Also we danced the hora while singing happy birthday in Wolof.
Another kid got malaria.

+ Bissap popsicles
+ Théophile Samuel, the Sénégalese bro-dog and doing the 15 year old thing with him
+ Cars rapides with pictures of Madonna on the back
- diarrhea
- missing laundry
+ luttes
+ cocaine mysteries
- Guinea

can name the head of any state and tells me good facts, like (taken from aim and slightly edited ( Read more... )

-email Nimtz
-finish IR paper
-email Kuzel
-list LSAT books on craigslist
-throw Buffalo Exchange stuff in the dryer
-yellow fever vaccination tomorrow at 2:25
-finish translating french article
- clean off desk

Outside on 3rd ave ( Read more... )

A.In Austin the afternoon of Friday, the 21st until the wee of Tuesday the 25th. Dancing days.

B. Oh goddamnit, I want to see that paperheart movie but I have no money and no hot date. In other words, "whence the question, is modern romantic love a utopia, that is, a category of the imagination that articulates values alternative to the market ( Read more... )

It might be time for girls ( Read more... )