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Mar. 22nd, 2005 03:04 pmI finished the essay on Saturday, finally and late (I hope that will be the last time I do that this term); even more cathartic than printing it out was the literal weight off my shoulders as I returned the relevant books to their respective libraries. The finished product was just as mediocre as I could have dreamed, but at least I think I got the format right.
That evening, after, was a well-meaning and well-funded if clumsy production of Into The Woods, with a whole lot more people than the last time David tried to get folks to see that play. It was glorious to have my obligation discharged, and feel no guilt for an activity I so enjoyed. Then there was general hanging out; both the weekends, I stayed out past midnight talking to people in person. That's wonderfully revitalizing.
Sunday was Karen's birthday party, which was built from lovely things piled one atop another like bricks. There was a rainbow - two rainbows, and hints of more, as bold as I've ever seen - and, in the other direction, the sun spilling everywhere, soft and wet and gold - and we all went out in awed little bunches to watch until it faded. There was pool (which I mostly abstained from, but I enjoyed the social aspect), and tasty Katie-catered food, including a cake shaped like a game of pool, with gumballs. There was a lot of singing (including a period where everyone sang in a different language at once), and talking (I had a bunch of conversation with Elise, which was nice; I never really had before), and some sort of open source German board game, painstakingly drawn by David, and still more; one atop another, like bricks.
Yesterday, my internet at home exploded, which remains one of the most peculiarly frustrating things in my experience, like an amputation. I think it was back up this morning, though.
The Dispossessed is just about as good as I remember. Possibly better.
That evening, after, was a well-meaning and well-funded if clumsy production of Into The Woods, with a whole lot more people than the last time David tried to get folks to see that play. It was glorious to have my obligation discharged, and feel no guilt for an activity I so enjoyed. Then there was general hanging out; both the weekends, I stayed out past midnight talking to people in person. That's wonderfully revitalizing.
Sunday was Karen's birthday party, which was built from lovely things piled one atop another like bricks. There was a rainbow - two rainbows, and hints of more, as bold as I've ever seen - and, in the other direction, the sun spilling everywhere, soft and wet and gold - and we all went out in awed little bunches to watch until it faded. There was pool (which I mostly abstained from, but I enjoyed the social aspect), and tasty Katie-catered food, including a cake shaped like a game of pool, with gumballs. There was a lot of singing (including a period where everyone sang in a different language at once), and talking (I had a bunch of conversation with Elise, which was nice; I never really had before), and some sort of open source German board game, painstakingly drawn by David, and still more; one atop another, like bricks.
Yesterday, my internet at home exploded, which remains one of the most peculiarly frustrating things in my experience, like an amputation. I think it was back up this morning, though.
The Dispossessed is just about as good as I remember. Possibly better.
