I've had Kurt Vonnegut on the brain so much lately, stressing out about what I'm going to write 30 pages on, that I've forgotten why I love him so much. I opened up my copy of Timequake
tonight and read the first few chapters for some inspiration. And this, my friends, is why he is one of my all-time favorite writers:
"I have pretended in this book that I will still be alive for the clambake in 2001. In chapter 46, I imagine myself as still alive in 2010. Sometimes I say I'm in 1996, where I really am, and sometimes I say I am in the midst of a rerun following a timequake, without making clear distinctions between the two situations.
I must be nuts."*****
Good times this weekend. Friday night was Christina's play (pictures here
), and Saturday night I went to Annapolis again with Ashley and Brock, and this time we remembered our cameras! We rocked out to some awesome music on the way there (which, Ashley, I need to copy from you cause that CD was hilarious), and ate at Griffin's again. The band wasn't quite as good this week, too jam-bandish for my tastes, but it was still a good time. Some of these I took, and some of these I stole from Ashley.
Ashley (aka roxyoi301) and me!( 11 more! )*****
I had to write a proposal for my sem paper topic tonight. I was frustrated because I don't know what I'm doing and because my computer sucks monkey balls. Chris came in, and looked over my shoulder at what I'd written thus far, cracked up and told me I had to post it. So, I give you:( My paper proposal, draft one. )*****
I've finally gotten my hands on all 11 tracks of Fiona Apple's new CD. Anyone want it? Comment if you do and I'll upload it tomorrowish. Otherwise I'm keeping it all to myself! ;)
It's awesome, though. I keep trying to pick out a favorite and I keep failing miserably. It depends on which one is playing. Currently, my favorite is "Oh Well," but ask again as soon as the next track comes on. Oh, Fiona, I love you so.what wasted unconditional love
on somebody who doesn't believe in the stuff*****
And with that, I'm off to bed. 9:40 a.m. meeting with my professor tomorrow. Double yuck.