goes to library to get books
buys books
opens mail to find books
looks up books
shelves books
uses books as furniture
sleeps on books
reads more books
pukes up books
i hate books
There are 5+ more months of me whining about prelims, sorry. Also, I've never never never wanted to be in Vancouver more than I would this Sunday. :(
dying
dying
MISERYYYYY SUFFOCATION
Today I am unsympathetic to the world and I DO NOT CARE ABOUT A GODDAMN THING, and I'm going to assume it actually has nothing to do with this book. It is not the book's fault. Even if it simultaneously contains the shortest, airiest yet most incomprehensible readings of Derrida ever--including Derrida.
update Lying on my stomach helps a bit, oddly.
