notes on a return to scholasticism

school resumed this week and i'm surprised by how quickly i've reacclimated to university structure after a summer spent cloistered, clockless, and solitary in my apartment. but this is beside the point.

the point is that i took my yin to see the newest Quentin Tarantino film last night, and although i enjoyed it, i am yet to decide whether or not i liked it. thus far i've been unable to name the cause of my uncertain ambivalence any more than i've been able to define the nature of my ambivalent uncertainty, but i believe it has something to do with the strange vein of humor running throughout the narrative, permeating tragic, the gruesome, the comedic alike.

fortunately, i have an impending appointment to sit in a room full of doctors later this evening, munching on asparagus and talking about our "work." perhaps one of the inglorious attendees can shed some light on the situation... time will tell.