Mavis will save us

i have been reading too much.

i didn't realize when i started my thesis what a handicap it is to take a piece of criticism, rather than an original idea you had about a piece of literature, as your starting point... have to resist the temptation to vacuum up information indiscriminately, deluding myself that it's research when i'm really just putting off thinking about or creating anything of my own.

northern virginia is more tolerable now that i venture outside fairfax county. i'm sitting in this cool coffee place in clarendon that's like a grungier small world... full of college students in punkish army green, drinking shmancy coffees from kenya and paupa new guinea. got a clean bill of health from the doctor today; that tight feeling in my throat isn't strep, or mono. sweet! had been feeling vaguely guilty about being out and about as a possible virus bomb.

someone gave me this song two years ago, and i just refound it today. (it was mislabeled in itunes! horror.) it makes me wish i'd been unemployed this summer for more than a week. (i'm not 100% behind the video's weird variable-gravity animals etc., but imeem's sucking so youtube will have to do.)