Leaving tonight.
I’m gonna miss Duke so much.
David Foster Wallace grammar challenge
From a nonfiction workshop taught by David Foster Wallace at Pomona College, a 10-question grammar worksheet that is titled:
IF NO ONE HAS YET TAUGHT YOU HOW TO AVOID OR REPAIR CLAUSES LIKE THE FOLLOWING, YOU SHOULD, IN MY OPINION, THINK SERIOUSLY ABOUT SUING SOMEBODY, PERHAPS AS CO-PLAINTIFF WITH WHOEVER’S PAID YOUR TUITION
I nailed #4 exactly, and give myself half points (for knowing the problem, but not the proper solution) on #1,2,5,& 8. For even coming close, I feel pretty good about it.
David Foster Wallace taught at Pomona?!? gaawwwwwwwwd
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Lisa Miskovsky - Still Alive
Had to share this. I’ve been listening to the Mirror’s Edge soundtrack while doing enumerable cost-benefit analysis marathons.
I’d much rather post the Benny Benassi remix of this song, but it’s eight minutes long and Tumblr says the audio file is too large.
Finals.
Play count: 26
What a great photograph. Even if it weren’t of Brad Pitt.
Well, things have been going well. With reference to my last entry:
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studying for my public policy final has been…coming along. I feel like I know all this stuff already, which is actually very worrying, because I know I don’t. I’ve fulfilled my goals for the semester - a minimum of two As - but I want to do really well for this exam because I love this class and quite honestly, I don’t have an excuse to do badly for this exam. I’ll still make a B at best in the class, because of that memo that pulled me way down, but still.
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Bo Burnham was extremely offensive and absolutely hilarious. He pissed me off a little, but not for the reasons you’d think. The racism, bigotry and general discrimination was funny, to some extent. The general douchiness and I’m-better-than-you attitude was not.
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Chron semi was a good time. I got a lot more intoxicated than I thought I would. Yikes. But wow. Chron photog staff are so much fun.
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shooting the basketball game was amaaaaazing even though Nolan Smith slid right up to me and hit my camera into my nose, and even though Lance Thomas stepped on my foot twice. Being that close to the action is just incredible. Seeing the Cameron Crazies from afar; hearing Kyle Singler telling every other person to pass to Andre; seeing the expressions on their faces; soooo cool.
- SOW info session hasn’t happened yet, should be fun.
I love you all!!
Today, my flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us. A we were about to descend, he came on the loud speaker and said “Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he’ll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super.” One extremely pretty brunette refused to, stating that “In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one.” To which the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, “Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I’m called a Queen, so I outrank you. Tray up, Bitch.” Nicely done, Mr. Happy. MLIA
It's gonna be a good day.
I finished the memo. I got an A in my psychology class. I am going to finish the drawing in about five and a half hours’ time, and I will be proud of it.
This morning I woke up early with the best person possible, got dressed, and am now sitting in the common room eating a peanut butter sandwich and drinking a glass of milk, proofreading the memo one last time. Sky is blue, air is still, birds are chirping, sunlight through windows, etc. So perfect.
I’m very happy to have survived this week. Now all I have left to look forward to is:
- studying for my public policy final, which, oddly enough, I enjoy;
- Bo Burnham tonight
- Chron semi tomorrow
- shooting the basketball game on Saturday
- SOW info session on Sunday night
I am so close to being home.
It got cold last night. There was a moon halo.
Got both these shirts for $12 each at Union Square over Thanksgiving break. Super soft. I love em.
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Acid Trip of the Day: Nine drawings by an unknown artist taking part in a government-sponsored LSD experiment in the late 1950s.
The subject was asked to draw a portrait of his attending doctor at various intervals throughout the experiment.
The fifth drawing, completed two-and-a-half hours after the initial dose of LSD 25 was administered, was accompanied by the following observation:
Upon completing the drawing the patient starts laughing, then becomes startled by something on the floor.
Compare with his final statement, five-and-a-half hours later, following portrait #9:
I have nothing to say about this last drawing, it is bad and uninteresting, I want to go home now.
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Acid Trip of the Day: Nine drawings by an unknown artist taking part in a government-sponsored LSD experiment in the late 1950s.
The subject was asked to draw a portrait of his attending doctor at various intervals throughout the experiment.
The fifth drawing, completed two-and-a-half hours after the initial dose of LSD 25 was administered, was accompanied by the following observation:
Upon completing the drawing the patient starts laughing, then becomes startled by something on the floor.
Compare with his final statement, five-and-a-half hours later, following portrait #9:
I have nothing to say about this last drawing, it is bad and uninteresting, I want to go home now.
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I really really really really really miss skiing.
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The last couple of months have awakened in me an exceptional love for black and whites.
