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TASP 2003 at UT Austin:
The Mystery of Creativity |
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reasonably remarkable
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
i'd like to point out, for those of you who may have missed it, that alex borinsky called me god. neener neener neener.
i am afraid, dear adrian, that i am not one of the few among us who can lay claim to a both paid and productive summer, as i quit my job canvassing for john kerry after three short days on the job. it is an excellent cause, i'm sure, and i met some lovely people, but cajoling people for money for an organization that i don't even support myself made me feel like an utter and total douche and so i told the dnc to take their clipboards and shove it. not to worry, though, john, i am still fighting the good fight - i've been working with a statistical historian on some voter registration stuff, building databases and otherwise fulfilling my deep desire for data entry. i've also been reading all my voltaire's coffees books (summer reading for plan ii) and sort of contemplating learning how to drive. i leave for orientation on monday, where i will see tara and matthew and quite possibly the current temporary inhabitants of the adpi house (including dylan!) any requests for needed items from toy joy or the co-op can be fulfilled for the price of a phone call to san francisco.
speaking of which, i finally figured out how to call the voicemail of my cell phone, which has been missing for a few weeks, and i was rewarded with messages from not one, not two, but all three of my beloved tasper suitemates. the maxipad wins again.
alex b., learning may be fun, but teaching middle schoolers most emphatically is not. i wish you the best of luck dear sir! and as for mr. giang, ever since 9:55 pm texas time on saturday, june 19, i have not been able to get the nipple trick out of my head. perhaps you could post some video for those of us who cannot live another second without that most needed pleasure from last summer?
matthew, can one ever go home again?
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