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Apr. 21st, 2003 07:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wickedfleaSo I'm, like, still alive and stuff. Enjoyed the long weekend, though I didn't do much--just loafed around and watched movies. I finally saw Monster's Ball and FINALLY finished Ghost Dog. I started it months ago but for some reason didn't finish it. Good flick. Jim Jarmusch amazes me.
I'm really bad at explaining why I like books or movies until I've experienced them a few times and maybe even written something about them. I'd rather be that way, I think, than like people who immediately have all sorts of supposedly deep stuff to say right after they've read a book or seen a movie. Those types always bugged me in literature classes. I suspect that such people are often just talking out of their asses. Besides, I hate being reminded that I'm slow. ;) Anyway, I hadn't really thought about it til now, but that's one aspect of grad school that I miss: writing my way through a work of art. I remember the sense of discovery and renewed appreciation that I got when I wrote a paper on something I'd been reading and enjoying for years. Take Hunter S. Thompson. I'd loved him for several years before writing a paper on him, but when I did, it felt so great to articulate exactly what I found so compelling in his work. And in order to articulate it, I had to think my way through the work. And for me, thinking is writing. Writing's cool like that.
I'm so glad to see the beginnings of spring. This time of the year kills me because I know everything's already blooming like crazy down south. I'm thinking, hurry up and show some color, goddamnit, October's getting closer and closer!
I'm jonesing for an NYC trip. I haven't been since the Gov't Mule show back in October. I want to take a day some weekend, hit some bookstores, go to the market at Union Square, and maybe even just knock around Central Park a bit. I never spent enough time in the park when I was at Columbia two years ago. I enjoyed it when I went, but I was usually exploring other parts of the city when I had free time (which wasn't often).
Does anyone know what I did with my Crispin Glover disc? I can't find it anywhere. I've been on a huge Crispin Glover kick lately. In the last week or so I've watched River's Edge (for about the hundredth time), Little Noises, and Twister. I've even been considering renting Back to the Future and Teachers. But I can't find my The Big Problem disc! I think somebody stole the mug. I know everybody in the building covets it.
Wow, that was probably disjointed as hell. Oh well.
I'm really bad at explaining why I like books or movies until I've experienced them a few times and maybe even written something about them. I'd rather be that way, I think, than like people who immediately have all sorts of supposedly deep stuff to say right after they've read a book or seen a movie. Those types always bugged me in literature classes. I suspect that such people are often just talking out of their asses. Besides, I hate being reminded that I'm slow. ;) Anyway, I hadn't really thought about it til now, but that's one aspect of grad school that I miss: writing my way through a work of art. I remember the sense of discovery and renewed appreciation that I got when I wrote a paper on something I'd been reading and enjoying for years. Take Hunter S. Thompson. I'd loved him for several years before writing a paper on him, but when I did, it felt so great to articulate exactly what I found so compelling in his work. And in order to articulate it, I had to think my way through the work. And for me, thinking is writing. Writing's cool like that.
I'm so glad to see the beginnings of spring. This time of the year kills me because I know everything's already blooming like crazy down south. I'm thinking, hurry up and show some color, goddamnit, October's getting closer and closer!
I'm jonesing for an NYC trip. I haven't been since the Gov't Mule show back in October. I want to take a day some weekend, hit some bookstores, go to the market at Union Square, and maybe even just knock around Central Park a bit. I never spent enough time in the park when I was at Columbia two years ago. I enjoyed it when I went, but I was usually exploring other parts of the city when I had free time (which wasn't often).
Does anyone know what I did with my Crispin Glover disc? I can't find it anywhere. I've been on a huge Crispin Glover kick lately. In the last week or so I've watched River's Edge (for about the hundredth time), Little Noises, and Twister. I've even been considering renting Back to the Future and Teachers. But I can't find my The Big Problem disc! I think somebody stole the mug. I know everybody in the building covets it.
Wow, that was probably disjointed as hell. Oh well.
