March 2009
14 posts
Congealed discourse
Reading Judith Butler is like hunting for bites of fruit in a room made of oatmeal.
The downside is that your panting on an uphill...
There are things which make bicycle riding at night preferable to daytime riding. Some examples: no acutely-angled sun glare; less traffic. Trees curl their shadows round them like blankets, their leaves undisturbed despite the wind that whistles at your passing. The cold hitches a ride in your sleeve, and everything smells dull but clean, like a shot of vodka or an ice-skating rink.
“‘Your Majesty,’ said another voice at Peter’s elbow. He turned...”
– C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian
“‘Yes,’ said Peter, ‘I suppose what makes it feel so queer is...”
– C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian
A queasy flip in my belly from eating soup and then having a vampire blood-sucking scene come on this show.
Shared hypochondria
Our backyard houses a trio of unexpectedly crafty chickens which manage to constantly David Copperfield themselves from the confines of their chicken-wire enclosure. The usual procedure is to:
1. Return them to the intended side of the fence, then
2. Inspect the perimeter and repair any site of possible future breaching.
The chicken wire is unwieldy, with sharp points that pierce through skin...
Positive reinforcement
Bought a barely-used rabbit hutch for $30 at a garage sale so our house can finally get a rabbit. Housemates made Saag Paneer for dinner!
I’m not sure if it’s because I lack a sense of rhythm, but I do not enjoy walking.
Dislike
People who demand effort of “110%”.
Those course notes
“May I ask why you’re returning this?”
“I’m just stupid.”
In documentation of my continuing stupidity
Today: managed to buy course notes for the wrong unit at the wrong campus.
