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today i think the most useful thing i said was: when else in your life are you going to be able to wake up at 8am to read and discuss shakespeare? they were like, huh, is this really english?

i'm so exhausted, about to collapse, have classes to go to, work to do, turn in.

on top of everything, we have another requirement. why is it so easy to forget the negative things? i totally forgot this "exam" was necessary. to graduate. it's due in a month, and it's like, hideously degrading. you can tell how the instructors here who created it practically jerked off writing it. they love torture, and trying to make others in their field look like morons.

i think only the people who don't have to teach should have to write it. they certainly have enough time on their hands.

like, enough time to grow progressively more helpless and mentally ill, maybe.


my friend is in malibu, going to meetings, just moved to topanga and sez the trailer parks there are swank. she saw a guy from tug jobs last weekend. you might run into one another -- you certainly have heard of one another thru me -- but perhaps it's better to remain anon?

if i was there we'd have tea and spicy thai food and i'd introduce you properly.

give l.w. a hug for me, k?