the sun was glaring today, so bright that it was hard to look at people. African got just plain hot - everyone was sweaty, after the first ten minutes. An up and down day, but I actually wasn't all that tired for most of it. My eyes are certainly taking a beating; they haven't gotten a rest in thirty-six hours. I didn't take my contacts out when I went to sleep for an hour at 7:30 this morning.

Writing the paper was not too bad, as is usually the case. I flowed easily in and out of writing it, succumbing to a constant stream of distractions starting with Joel's entrance, circa 1:30, bearing the new Belle & Sebastian single. After the first few test drives, the verdict seems to be pretty negative, but maybe not much worse than could be expected. I like the cover though. Other visitors - Rachel with Stereo Total to tell the nipple story, and later on again with Joel; Ben came over for good when everyone else was out, and I prepared us some pasta (although the Ginger-Peanut bottle claimed that mixing it with coconut milk would give rise to an unforgettable pasta sauce, I wasn't very impressed. putting asparagus in was a good idea, but I think I just don't like coconut milk. I heated up the rest for myself and Rebecca for lunch today, and I realized it was pretty vile - I couldn't finish a bowl); Rob dropped by in the wee hours to deliver the moose, which is now sitting in its box in a shrine in my room. And I received phone calls, engaged in diatribes against the week's phoenix living editor pro-tem, nibbled on wasabi chips and corn nuts and peas, exulted with Joel when he bought a keyboard, made impulse purchases off half, including a present for Alyssa, and generally tried to take advantage of the fact that our flat was declared an anxiety-free zone. I wrote an introductory paragraph, wrote a completely different one and shunted the first one into the middle of the paper, then wrote a third with a different thesis again, and encorporated it and the previous attempt into a three-paragraph long musing of contemporary media foibles. The paper started stronger than (at 7:30) it ended, but it is chockfull of good stuff, too long, fairly well argued, coherent as far as I could tell, and haphazardly cited. I intended to write a biblio when I woke up, but didn't of course. It was a mistake to go to sleep for an hour - everything was worse when I got up. But whatever, I printed it, didn't eat, wore the lemon & soda sweater to class, talked more than I expected, then stopped. Well, I will come back later and write more about today, but I'm going back to Olde Club now to play with lights with Erik. There is a huge damn annoying situation that is requiring me to do a lot of work. And I have some schoolwork to do tonight too. But I'll sleep eventually, with at least some of it done. The computer is not being cooperative.

loop, de loop,
around around i go i go,