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monday: got up early to go to sing for amy's class, it was fine, whatever. Then i had a systems analysis test which was largely cake. then, uhhh, oh yeah, work. Read a good deal of AHWOSG, then went to the office and read a good deal more outside in the quad, then some shitty dinner and rehearsal. I then went to Rob Chi's and did my business systems homework and then home for some good old-fashioned drinking. john's brother called the show with an entertaining prepared bit on the upward mobility of cereal characters, and then there was a lot more drinking, and some forgetting, and some music theory homework, and then another very very very late bedtime.

Today chugged along normally, katie and i kept ourselves entertained for the first part of perspectives watching some dude seriously struggling to stay awake, it was wildly fun. but then he apparently kicked his tiredness and the rest of class was unbearable. And Hibbs says the word "measure" like this: "MAYzhure." It's f'n bizarre.

I went to work, finished the book, which was really quite exceptional. Once again, i see so much of my own thoughts echoed in these first person writings. This one especially. He's equal parts pompous as hell and self-loathing. it's a nice viscious circle that he did an amazing job of putting down on paper. Also, a common topic he had was why he felt ok baring his soul to the world. Why he doesn't feel ashamed or wary to type his thoughts, as frightening and disconcerting as they may be. Someone can know your most embarrassing secrets, your most awful thoughts, and what have they gained? Are you made worse for them knowing? are they made better? Eggers kept saying it's like the primitive people who fear having their picture taken for fear that it will take their souls. It's ridiculous. Granted, I haven't been entirely personal or anything more cursory than just simple day write-ups lately, but still, I know what's up. Anyway, the book rules. I'm passing it on to Katie now, but I urge you all to get your hands on a copy and spend a couple of days with it.

Back home, i had spaghetti across the hall, katie brought us beer, i went to lower with brenda, and now i'm gonna go watch the west wing perhaps and then it will be movie night. I'm showing the end of the affair.