I was asked to blog about my thoughts or life, I think Ian covers both pretty well.

SUM SUM SUMMA TIME

I've been doing the same for almost a full week now.

REMINDER PART II

(Also, More Songs is up and running again.)

I feel like if someone is next to me and has something cool going on

reading a good book

cool shoes

that sort of thing

I have these fantasies

where they are getting ready for the day and thinking about how happy they are to show off those new shoes

but they go through the whole day

and no one says anything

and they feel this weird sadness

that isn't important enough to ever tell anyone
anyway

I think about them falling asleep with tiny sad thoughts

and it really makes me feel anxious

so

I say something

--PR, circa a few minutes ago

LET'S GET WEIRD

me: hahaha

yeah

i saw it

and decided that the closest thing i had to it was chocolate chips straight out of the bag

so that's what i've been eating

Arvind: hahaha

right before you sent this

i got a spoonful of peanut butter

me: i think i'm the saddest looking human being on the planet right now

Arvind: and covered it in chocolate syrup

me: HAHAHAHA

YOU WIN

Oh God I am so tired.

YOU'VE GOT TWO BIG UNCLES DOWN THERE IF YOU WANT THEM

Man. I have had some pretty incredible teachers. Because I can afford to be naive (optimistic? hopeful?) right now, I will say that I would love to be somebody's Gaff, Eibel, or Ballor one day.

TRUTH

This is the weightiest statement that has ever been made.

PUTNAM

THIS IS WHAT I NEEDED

Diana: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

hang on

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

me: HAAAAAAAAAAAAA

DIANA I AM DYING

anywho
i miss you and hope you're having a good day. if you didn't make friday
plans (i made saturday onez) then we could do that sit and think night.

a friend of mine told me their mother, who has a bird as a pet, sometimes
takes showers with their bird on their shoulder. it's like i do that
sometime except there are things that are not birds sitting lightly on
my shoulder and they'rrre my pleasant thoughttssss.

--MK, circa last week

SHE'S RIGHT, YOU KNOW

BOOOOORRRRRING

If you guys are looking for anything meaningful here, please try somewhere else because all I do these days is write papers and have online conversations. Perhaps it is time for a Tumblr.

They had a self-righteousness common to many Indian women of the English-speaking upper-educated, went out to mimosa brunches, ate their Dadi's roti with adept fingers, donned a sari or smacked on elastic shorts for aerobics, could say "Namaste, Kusum Auntie, aayiye, baethiye, khayie!" as easily as "Shit!" They took to short hair quickly, were eager for Western-style romance, and happy for a traditional ceremony with lots of jewelry...They considered themselves to be uniquely positioned to lecture everyone on a variety of topics: accounting professors on accounting, Vermonters on the fall foliage, Indians on America, Americans on India, Indians on India, Americans on America. They were poised; they were impressive; in the United States, where luckily it was still assumed that Indian women were downtrodden, they were lauded as extraordinary--which had the unfortunate result of making them even more of what they already were.

--Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss

BLOGGIN' IN CLASS

IN AN EMAIL TO ME, MY MOM, AND MY SISTER

Got four wallet sized pictures of my internal gut. I saved one for each of you to carry in your wallet.

Love,
dad

MEMORIAL IS UNDERAPPRECIATED

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This thread continues for a while (luv u, Tim).

PERFECT PERFECTION WHOA

Diana: hang on you're not in 145 are you?

and I'm at the library

it's about to close so I'm packing up

me: omg

Diana: because I'm in stats 145...

me: are you taking 145

Diana: no!

NO

me: YES

Diana: YES

me: YES

Diana: OMG

YES

me: HOLY SHIT

Diana: HAHAHAHA

PERFECT

ahahahahhaha

me: OMG I AM ECSTATIC

Diana: when is your section?

OMG ME TOOOOOOOO

me: how did we not discuss this?!
Diana: mine is hahahahIDK 830 in the morning MWF

bleh

me: hahahahaha

Diana: but we can STUDY TOGETHER!!!!!

me: mine is MWF 1.30

YES YES YES
a

Diana: yes AND DO HW TOGETHER

me: nd

do homework together!

Diana: YOU BITCH I HAD CLASS DURING THAT TIME

me: YES!!!!!!!!!

HAHAHAHA

Diana: YESSSSS

HAHAHA

OH GOD

I NEED TO PACK UP

THE LIBRARY IS CLOSING!

me: NOOOOO

Diana: man, another instance where i need caps plus lock, you know?

hahaha

me: WHEN IS YOUR RECITATION?!

Diana: hahahaha

1130 TR you?

me: so your quiz is thursday?

Diana: man, I didn't do my hw yet!

YES

OMG

me: 2.30 WF

Diana: PERFECT

PERFECTION

WHOA

me: hahahahahah

When I talk to Diana, everything feels like the best thing ever. Unflagging enthusiasm! Also, stats study buddy!!

This is from Brady. It's the best .gif I've ever seen. I like to keep this open in a tab and click back to it every once in a while--yep, still there, still waving.


Philip: seriously i am not doing any work

Philip: because i am having a conversation with this cat

Philip: he is like a therapist

THINK I MIGHT BLOG IT

So last night was like, 100% smiles times. All of my loved ones in one place! Even walking all the way home in late summer rain felt oddly delightful. I threw my waterlogged clothes in the bathtub and woke up this morning with absurd curls, only to find that Brady's hair outshone my own:


ZAS much?