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teen drinking is very bad. yo, I got a fake ID, though!

I'm officially pulling for Fabio in Top Chef. I'm sure plenty of people like Fabio, but I've never been good at picking original favorite "characters". This is something I realized back in middle school. But his words tonight won me over: "It's called Top Chef, not Top... Scallops!"

Check out my new poster. It is more awesome than I could have ever hoped for. I wanted to get a seniors only poster but I didn't know if those were even made. And the UNL bookstore does not, uh, sell football posters? And the 2008 Offense and 2008 Defense ones are lame-o collages. But then Carol, who works with my mother, came to my rescue and gave me this one off the wall in Graduate Studies, the last of its kind. And now it is mine! As are they! Forever!

I just love having connections within the university.

I totally redecorated my room over break. Got rid of the old computer, got rid of a lot of old junk, recycled a bunch too because I'm such a good girl who loves the fucking Earth. I'm afraid the lifespan of our notes came to an end, Lindsey - hope that's ok, but I at least was frighteningly stupid back then. Also bought a nice chair for cheap, lugged it back across town barely attached to the trunk of the car... good times. Haven't redone the closet but I don't think that's going to happen for a while. Some old pictures and postcards I bought in Surabaya are now in frames, but I don't know where to put them because for a while there I was going to buy a whole new slew of posters. Except there are no posters of any worth in the entire city of Lincoln. Rage. I'll probably hang them over my bed. The slot by the television where I look most of the day has been claimed by the Huskers.

Sorry, Surabaya.

My mother and I had to have a "conversation" today over dinner. About my future. Good thing I had a pina colada to distract me. I hate those fucking conversations. Ironically, because I'm a fucking good girl, I have a plan, unlike many people my age. Take break at home. Join Peace Corps. Go to grad school for two years. Start trying really hard to join the Foreign Service. Ta-da. And I think I'm having "plan anxiety". I get this from time to time. Because sometimes I wonder if this plan is what I really, truly want. Would it work? Probably, yes. I'm sure I'd have good days. But is it what I really want. I feel like my whole life has been so fucking planned that I'm not actually living. I'm following a plan. I guess sixteen years of straight school will do that to you.

On the other hand, the guy I had a complicated relationship with in high school, renowned for his complete lack of planning or ambition (I think I was feeling so over-planned then that that was what attracted me to him - when I realized he had no future whatsoever I went right back into crazy planning again), is now apparently homeless in California. Good Christ. I want a happy medium.

Whatever, I'll just delay thinking about that and watch Adult Swim. Turns out I like the new show Superjail! So much blood. Have I mentioned that I think I like The Venture Bros. way more than anyone else on the planet, except the creators? Byron Orpheus is one of the more amazing characters I've run across. Like, I seriously. Seriously. Like this show:

"Yeah failure, that's what Venture Bros. is all about. Beautiful sublime failure." —Doc Hammer

"It shows that failure's funny, and it's beautiful and it's life, and it's okay, and it's all we can write because we are big fucking failures." —Doc Hammer

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I really love the second one. That was really excellent. I lost interest in the first, pretty much immediately...

haha, nice. incidentally, the guy who wrote the second one killed himself.

well, don't they all. sigh.

i looked him up on wikipedia, cause i liked that and this piece he wrote for harper's about kafka, and i discovered that he was a writer and a philosophy student. apparently his medication stopped working right, so he tried going off it, got more depressed, and long story short, killed himself

that's funny, because just reading the speech he reminded me of Kafka.

Come to think of it the name does sound familiar. It was a huge deal when he killed himself on the NYTimes (http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/15/books/15wallace.html), and I remember reading the obits.

really? that is funny. http://www.badgerinternet.com/~bobkat/kafka.html

oh, wow. i almost want to read one of his books now. yeah, me, read something.

not 'cause of the obit...more that he reminded you of kafka? that's a really weird reason. but i'm being a little weird at the moment.

it reminded me of something I read by Kafka. I don't know. Like it sounded like something Kafka would say.

To put it precisely, what I was going to reply to the comment when you said that he killed himself was "well, so did Kafka" - except Kafka's suicide was more passive.

yeah, i got that. i was saying that your saying he sounded like kafka made me more inclined to read his books.

hahaha. yeah, i read the bit about hanging and was like, "whoah, hardcore." which is probably not what my reaction to suicides should be, but whatever.

sorry, I didn't quite get your comment, I guess, but I get it now. ha ha, yeah. I haven't actually read that much Kafka and should read more, but I just feel like I understand where he's coming from with a lot of things. Like this quote: "I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn't wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for? ...we need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us."

meh, it is hardcore, you're right.

Is that a Kafka quote? I think Wallace used the "frozen sea" thing...oh, lol, it was part of the same quote. "It's not for nothing that Kafka spoke of literature as 'a hatchet with which we chop at the frozen seas inside us.'"

I actually did buy his book when I went shopping for xmas (hah) presents today. I mean, he wrote more than one book, but this is kinda THE book. It's like 1000+ pages. I thought about giving it to my dad, like surprise!, but I thought he might not like it, plus the father-son issues might send the wrong message. But it was rather captivating, so I didn't put it back either. Started out kinda like "The Metamorphosis," so...yeah, you're right about the Kafka influence. I forgot his name, though, except "David" + 6 syllables (no good) so I had to go up to the store clerk and actually ask if he knew an author who hanged himself last year. He may have hated me. Being neurotic, I thought maybe if I bought gift wrap too he would hate me less. It worries me that Dave Eggers likes him, because I don't really like Dave Eggers, but well, maybe he's just like Eggers's idol, and Eggers is the pretentious wannabe. I don't know. I am so rambling. Also a cat jumped on my shoulders in a store. But I will send you things now!

Yeah, man, Kafka was all about the frozen sea inside. Sigh. Reminds me of the Coldplay quote I was always writing on my hand in high school, "I know I'm dead on the surface but I am screaming underneath."

Oh my God, that would have been hilarious to give that to your father. HILARIOUS. Lol about the cat. And looking forward to it! Although you really need not do anything.

Who's Dave Eggers? Oh, never mind. Yeah. Kill me. I hate that kind of shit. Not that I've read anything by him, his Wikipedia article just looks annoying.

Hm. I really love Kafka, but I don't know his well-known quotes or anything. Just stories. I led conference on "The Hunger Artist," and I think it was the only conference that I actually progressed. Most of the time I just wanted to kill people for reading things so fucking literally (on "The Metamorphosis": "Why doesn't he just leave?"), and through the eyes of the characters (like when this neurotic mother in Woolf's book is worrying that their summer beach house is too old and shabby, and the children are tracking dirt and water in or whatever, and the windows should really be shut, and blah blah blah, there was someone who really took it to mean that this was a poor, decrepit, old shack, not that the character was a neurotic housewife), and never anything else. God.

Why hilarious to give it to my father? Entertainment? Father-son? Too many pages? Yeah, I went into a cat store (I mean, store with stuff for cats), and they had two cats in the shop, and I started petting one, and it just climbed on me, and it took me awhile to get it off. Then it followed me around the store (but in front of me. It followed me in front of me.), tried climbing on me again, and got stuck to my coat. Anyway, I just went and sent the package, so you will get it later this week, I should think.

Hahaha. What kind of shit? Shit with metrically good but vacuous titles?

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God, I just read Eggers' ESPN column. He has no business writing about sports. He sounds like Garrison fucking Keillor.

I know that sports aren't life (duh?), but this is not how you end a sports column in ESPN the Magazine: "Like The Magazine, and the good people who work there, they took the game seriously, seriously enough to fly in from Urbana-Champaign or Lisle or Oak Park or Downers Grove. But not so seriously as to confuse it with, say, life... The clouds were pink, the air was warm. We ate more soft pretzels."

Fail, man. Fail.

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or rather, david + 4 syllables = 6 syllables. thought-->word mismatch there....

at least the first one served to remind me of the second...

i kinda agree about the first, but i'm not sure exactly why. is it just boring, or is there something wrong with it?

I think it's boring and... conventional. So it's boring to me in both content and style. Plus it's way too steeped in being a Reedie for an outsider to relate to, unlike the second one, which is really non-specific-college.

what's funny is that in places she's trying to get at the same thing the other speech is, i think. but she doesn't hit the fundamental issues. i blame it on her being a science major.

also, yeah, reed pride makes me want to puke. i at least thank her for saying that it has nothing to do with certain stereotypical reed quirkiness, but she just doesn't get how conventional most reed weirdness is.

Yeah, I guess she's trying, but it doesn't even seem like a genuine effort to me. Something about it just feels superficial in a way the other one doesn't. That she's a science major does explain things somewhat.

Yeah she really doesn't (get how conventional most reed weirdness is). Not that I know, but, I don't know, school pride is something that doesn't connect with me in general.

I don't feel like she's spent that much time, like...reflecting on her place in the world, or what's meaningful, or...I don't know, humanistic things.

It's okay that we have school pride, 'cause we're alternative and liberal and, above all, right. See? Ughghghghghgh.

Yes, exactly. She sounds like she hasn't reflected much. Or felt much, for that matter. Anyway, bad commencement speaker!

Yeah, I hear you. It's okay that we have school pride cuz we're beautiful and successful feminists.

count on a reedie to post something like that. :P i should never trust reedies!

hahaha. god, who buys into that crap? i don't get it.

who buys into that crap? everyone. apparently.

just 'cause it's comforting? because they aren't very critical? i guess...

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