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TASP 2003 at UT Austin:
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reasonably remarkable
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
dr. foley sends word that his older daughter picked saxophone, to which i say "rock!" another girlie saxophonist, sweet! (i still have pride although i have not touched my sax in over a year. heeheehee, sax sounds like sex.)
i got rejected from telluride house, woot. i also fell down the other day and hit my head really hard and now i have a huge scrape on my face and a pounding headache that is three days old. good times for kelsey.
adrian: i just read this interesting article about indian nationalism and female sexuality, talking about feminine depiction of passive resistance and the such...i could scan it in and email it to you, if you want. also: more dolphin news please. every time you post without mentioning marine mammals an angel loses its wings.
why i love my town. look at those wedding pictures and tell me again how is this eroding the american family? i'm a cynical cold-hearted bastard, and even i can't help tearing up a little. love is love is love is love is.
books. am reading the god of small things, seems good so far. i second alex's orgasmic groan over love in time of cholera (just finished.) everyone should read everything by gabriel garcia marquez, repeatedly. can i suggest everything is illuminated by jonathan safran foer, especially for those of you who wrote about primo levi or the holocaust for the tasp research papers? it's a good book, fantastic in parts, and it tackles (with varying success) a lot of the issues from that article we read. hmm what else. dave eggers' new novel is actually really good (i didn't want to like it but did), better than a heartbreaking work of whatever whatever. i think i remember mónica mentioning if on a winter's night a traveler at tasp - whether she did or not, it's really freaking good. a post-modernist classic, yada yada yada, damn worth a read, and skinny too. all the writer types especially should read it, no everyone should, and we should all move to italy and be beautiful intellectuals together.
my head hurts. it's senior cut day today but i have to go to school anyway to do this physics lab. it involves a paintball gun though and i'm not showering, that'll show them for making me do work. i miss you all, constantly, un-festival-relatedly. come visit me, everyone, we'll get married in city hall and dance the hora underneath the lights of the golden gate bridge. this is the most wonderful city in the world but it would be better if it had taspers in it.
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