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IN THE BEGINNING…

Like so many things in my life, I didn’t think much about Sufjan Stevens when I first heard about him, and would’ve missed the phenomenon if it hadn’t bit me in the ass. I “first heard” from at least two or three friends who described a musician who had planned on making an album for each state, and that the first state he had chosen was Michigan.

– YESTERDAY – After work I stopped down at New School to print out Lisa’s writing to review, and dropped by Yaffa’s (one of my favorite New York places) in Alphabet City for a tea and read. Then, at 7:30, I walked over to St.

William Beckford

The fact that so many casual readers dispute Vathek‘s status as a gothic novel says more about perceptions of the genre than the writing as a whole.

A lot of this is a throwback, for us, to high school.

Don’t engage your workforce in a costly, protracted war. (This won’t help.)
Don’t lower the price of your vehicles to an unprofitable low. (Though this may help.)

START MAKING A VARIETY OF CARS THAT WILL APPEAL TO A VARIETY OF PEOPLE!!!

“Get up, get up, get up!” It’s 6:30 am, and there’s work to be done.

You blink, bleary-eyed, and you shrug your blankets and your lover off. You tread a well-worn path to the bathroom, reconstitute your image, and move on.

THE GOTHIC FUNK is the return to childhood, with a more complex, developed perspective. it is temporary relief from every alter-occupation. it is a 64 oz. jug of fleeting unconditional acceptance, distilled in a galvanized washtub. it is a suspension in a colloid of powdered socialization, under-diluted.

– YESTERDAY – Yesterday I was all but useless. I did manage to print out Lisa’s poetry project and some other work, but I didn’t get around to reading it. I did some work on the website and did a little shopping, but I think a general lack of sleep had caught up to me.

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Well, I’ve got the midwest covered, I’d say. Otherwise, this display is pretty unimpressive. Sigh.

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Today is the Feast of the Baptism of the Lord…

I went to morning Mass before heading off to work, but due to a stomachache that’s resulted from who-knows-what, I was halfway distracted through the whole sequence.

The Feast of the Baptism is the gateway marking the end of Christmas and the beginning of “ordinary time.”

– WEEKEND – Nice. Relaxing. Stay innable.
On FRIDAY, I finally installed the pot rack that Becky got us for the wedding. It took all morning, essentially, though I also gave the place a quick clean. In the afternoon, I did all the inane financial tasks I’ve been putting off, such as applying for a credit card and organizing the bills and paystubs.