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1.24.2007
I am the slowest
Hello.
I'm now getting into gear this semester, I think. I've even spoken voluntarily in each class, perhaps because of a trend toward smaller electives. So now I'm trying to catch up with the rest of my life as well.
The dearth of updates, however, may be due to a dearth of things to say to the general public. The family visited and went away, classes are rising and falling, there is snow on the ground but the roads are clear. The Eagles made but are no longer in the playoffs. There's been this and that happening; I've been sick, but I'm starting to feel a bit better.
I read The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky, and I enjoyed it quite a lot save that it reminded me both of high school and of how much I forget from high school. Summer notes that the narrator's voice sounds like that of the narrator from The Curious Incident... (i.e. autistic), which makes my identifying with the same character somewhat curious.
Also relating back to high school, a week and a half (?) ago we watched The Roost, a major release written and directed by a friend of a friend from high school, Ti West. It received a mixed response from its audience here in the apartment; most agreed that the writing and acting were somewhat sub-par, but Summer and I enjoyed the directing, not to mention the zombifying bat premise. If you elect to rent the DVD, I would not recommend the "making of" video.
Finally, "February Stars" by Foo Fighters, my favorite song when I was a sophomore in high school, provided the soundtrack to our exit last night from the bar where we helped Brandon celebrate his birthday.
I think I have been too retro- and introspective lately. Thankfully I am now reading Ada (by Nabokov), and the cousinly love story does not remind me of any murky memories. It might, however, provide an appropriate segue into a note of appreciation for recent cousinly communications; October 27th will approach in auspiciousness July 22, making for good conversation about finding the good eggs within a rotten wedding industry.
That's probably enough for now, eh? Not quite the dearth I expected, though getting it all out in pixel form was like pulling my own teeth.
I'm now getting into gear this semester, I think. I've even spoken voluntarily in each class, perhaps because of a trend toward smaller electives. So now I'm trying to catch up with the rest of my life as well.
The dearth of updates, however, may be due to a dearth of things to say to the general public. The family visited and went away, classes are rising and falling, there is snow on the ground but the roads are clear. The Eagles made but are no longer in the playoffs. There's been this and that happening; I've been sick, but I'm starting to feel a bit better.
I read The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky, and I enjoyed it quite a lot save that it reminded me both of high school and of how much I forget from high school. Summer notes that the narrator's voice sounds like that of the narrator from The Curious Incident... (i.e. autistic), which makes my identifying with the same character somewhat curious.
Also relating back to high school, a week and a half (?) ago we watched The Roost, a major release written and directed by a friend of a friend from high school, Ti West. It received a mixed response from its audience here in the apartment; most agreed that the writing and acting were somewhat sub-par, but Summer and I enjoyed the directing, not to mention the zombifying bat premise. If you elect to rent the DVD, I would not recommend the "making of" video.
Finally, "February Stars" by Foo Fighters, my favorite song when I was a sophomore in high school, provided the soundtrack to our exit last night from the bar where we helped Brandon celebrate his birthday.
I think I have been too retro- and introspective lately. Thankfully I am now reading Ada (by Nabokov), and the cousinly love story does not remind me of any murky memories. It might, however, provide an appropriate segue into a note of appreciation for recent cousinly communications; October 27th will approach in auspiciousness July 22, making for good conversation about finding the good eggs within a rotten wedding industry.
That's probably enough for now, eh? Not quite the dearth I expected, though getting it all out in pixel form was like pulling my own teeth.
posted by Max Greene at 5:19 PM
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"The Perks of Being a Wallflower" was one of the few books we had in Italy. I quite enjoyed it, as did everyone else I talked to who read it. Somehow blogger remembers who I am. But it refuses to capitalize my name. Hmph.
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