I might just make them type for a number of minutes so that I can see what comes out.
I have been doing on and off work on this section 'Art and Language'.
I've made some steps.
But everything is still mostly unclear.
I will hopefully be able to publish this chunk this weekend and bring Part I of the project to a close.
I had a delightful co-worker give me 2 books as gifts today.
Very nice of you.
I really enjoy moving from book to book.
I think so much about what kind of scholar (if any) I'll end up being.
Will I get into grad school?
Will I be able to make it in that world?
I hope that in 2011 I can amp up my research on programs a little bit more.
But I might not even want to apply at the end of 2011.
It is still unclear to me what I want to do with myself.
What I want to feel with my time.
What kinds of experiences I want to have.
What types of books I want to read.
I guess I've gone out a lot of nights this week.
So maybe that is why I'm tired.
It is still so early and I feel so tired.
I know I said this a few hours ago.
But I'm still tired and distractible.
I feel in a weird position right now with my writing.
I feel afraid of some of the weird things I've been writing.
And I want to write more weird things.
But I feel tired and low on ideas right now.
Well, that isn't true.
I have certain things I want to address.
But I'm waiting for the well to fill back up with some kind of weird material.
I'm waiting for a strange drunken poem to shoot out of me again.