i stayed up all night working on my anthro paper. i worked on it friday and saturday, yesterday i started working around 4 pm and worked straight until 7 am (14 hours) when i took a little nap and then worked from 11 am to 3 pm. that's a long fucking time to write a paper. i consistantly misjudge the amount of time it will take me to write something. i guess most of it was research and taking notes. i wrote about a ritual. it was lovely. donna and i have been collaborating. she's not in school but she discusses all my work with me and helps me with ideas. she's amazing at proofreading, too, because she's such a good writer and knows everything about grammer and spelling.
in class today we were trying to define ritual, and someone asked why everything can't be a ritual, every day. i liked that.
someone bought me dinner at school, rice and beans and pumpkin pie. i haven't been full in a while. i think my metabolism is getting faster or something. i talked to brannon and tried to convince him to come ever some time, maybe he will. it's strange when you talk to someone that you used to talk to constantly. he always makes me feel like a little kid because he's so serious.
when you don't leave the house for a while everything seems vivid and hyperreal outside. i hadn't been out since saturday when i rode to class today and it was amazing. i like yellow leaves.
"Certain places seem to exist mainly because someone has written about them. Kilimanjaro belongs to Ernest Hemingway. Oxford, Mississippi, belongs to William Faulkner... A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his own image."
maybe portland will belong to me because i love it more than anyone.
(the quote was from this article about winnipeg and the weakerthans and decaying cities. you should read it, it's beautiful)
"i am able only to do what stirs me. i want to perceive with my senses things which at the moment are not generally perceived."
-anselm kiefer
oh you got blue eyes oh you got green eyes oh you got gray eyes.