Monday, February 23, 2009

and the winner is...

i talked to (the one who is never mentioned but always there) tonight and told her that, while the rest of the world was preparing to go to drunken Oscar orgies, she and i were making plans to meditate mid-morning. but this is beside the point.

the point is that it is very late, all the mid-terms are graded, none of the reading is done, and one of the papers (the one in French) is written. the coming week promises to be a long one, in spite of the (theoretical) shift in methodology as i re-inflect the experiment back into the Experiment.

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