{ my affection, well it comes and goes. }
Feb. 25th, 2008 10:01 am--
I have a screening on Kerouac at 11am, then lunch with The Flatmate and T, then a lecture on Kerouac at 4pm. However, I can honestly say that I only have ONE text left to read for this semester. Win!
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The thing is, if the tutor didn't take a register for the screening, I'd totally skip it to watch more Touching Evil. I'M JUST SAYING. I don't have priorities during the weeks when I have Large Deadlines Looming.
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My waking dream featured my singing Damien Rice's Coconut Skins at an obnoxious level. It feels good to wake to music again. You can't infuse loudly recurring klaxon sounds into waking dreams, you just wake with all the shit scared right out of you.