The weekly presentation for Payne went well. I think he said it would be tough for us to f this one up. On one hand, that sounds nice. On the other hand, there is now some small pressure to indeed succeed. I checked out some De Landa books from the library. Boring detail, but brings me to another point. I either need to leave Perloff more, or less. When walking about campus on a nice Friday afternoon, I see there are a number of distractions. Distractions that definitely evoke the lycanthrope from within. Teeth, claws, and an ill-intentioned grin. The works. So, I had to bash my head against some book racks in the depth of the YRL, compose myself and run blindly back to my shelter from everything that is reality. Of note, everything that is reality extends beyond metaphoric blood thirst. Finally, jettison to the beach for some inexpensive brews and french fries and call it an evening. Oh yes, and this is the formula for to find the failing point of ABS.
2006OCTOBER20
Music| The Who, Who's Better, Who's Best
Shirt| Charcoal Sweater