June 8th, 2004

hat

sun runs amok

I'm not entirely sure why this pattern of only 8 - 9 hours of sleep has stayed with me but it seems that the early sunrise of summer might have something to do with it although last year at this time I was gleefully slumbering from 6am-noon with very little problem.

at one and the same time I am being provided with ample morning hours in which to work and ample evening hours in which to fret. last night I put on a bunch of new cds and sat and did nothing but listen to music for four hours until about 9:30. it helped. in so doing I discovered Sufjan Stevens' Greetings from Michigan and TV on the Radio's Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes. both very very interesting. will describe, perhaps, later. the second one is available on iTunes: try "Staring at the Sun" first.

so I promised myself I would finish the grading today. am undecided whether to start here and then go to school or just go to school and lock myself in some office or other until I am finished. I don't really want to do either but am trying to imagine myself at the end of the day thinking I'm done! I'm done! besides the longer I put this off the shorter my summer will be. must remember that for those of us on the semester system summer ends the third week of August.

morning.
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mutts earl

dreamland

oh and I wanted to mention that I spent my early morning hours in a hotel where everyone was in drag. I found myself applying lipstick in the mirror quite deliberately. it was eerily fun.
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hat

he said, cryptically

a Walter Benjamin quote from Susan Handelman's Fragments of Redemption:

This much Kafka was absolutely sure of: First, that someone must be a fool if he is to help; second, that only a fool's help is real help. The only uncertain thing is: can such help still do a human being any good? It is more likely to help the angels who could do without help. Thus as Kafka puts it, there is an infinite amount of hope, but not for us.



this would be precisely where the comic is located and the reason why Beckett never did kill himself after all.
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