Wednesday, March 7, 2007

wow, faulkner is really wonderful and frightening, isn't he? even tho there are always, like, groups of dogs that are 'moiling' or something i think he's a fucking genius.

on friday i have to talk to my major professor abt reading lists for my prelim exams and whether or not she actually wants to direct my dissertation. if you've got any good vibes, please send them in the general direction of lafayette, indiana. if she says, 'umm, no thanks' to my iris murdoch ideas i might decide to be into american transnational lit. i might decide to be into that anyway. or i might try crying until she cracks under the pressure.

i need to get out of this place and rediscover my life.

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