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Wow. Even though the Cubs lost today, I don't even care.

This is an amazing day, and most of my friends don't share my interest, but this has been a dream of mine pretty much since I met Jemayel or something.


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So I'm in Chicago. It's better than expected. Today I took a very nice run and got a good job and read for a while and even visited the lovely and talented Katie Goodman. Tomorrow, I go back to my Los Angelian ways by celebrating Peter's last final with my dear friend, Olde English. This house is insane, and I hope I don't get used to having my ( Read more... )

I can't believe it's all over.  A whole year.  In some ways, it passed like an airplane overhead--I wasn't exactly in it, but I got to see it all.  Finals breezed by and now I'm completely out and missing it ( Read more... )

Wow.  The new Sufjan Stevens album is the best music I've heard in a long, long time.  Amazing.  Everyone get it ( Read more... )

I am a broken shell of a man.

I feel as if all day I've been moving listlessly from final to final or book to book, while my soul's been off having its own adventures on Crete, searching through ancient ruins for hints of Atlantis.


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I just finished a great book, but I wish that everything we read for IR didn't lead to the same conclusion.  Respect difference without perpetuating sameness ( Read more... )

So, I'm Eugene and this will be my ad hoc art journal.  I'll be putting mainly music and writing up, but maybe a drawing or two or a video of some interpretive dance.  To Karin's incomprehensibly great vexation, I take a long time to do stuff so I don't know how long it will be between updates.  But maybe not even long at all ( Read more... )