2003-05-15 - 11:20 a.m.

So you lost your trust

And you never should have
You never should have
But don't break your back
If you ever see this
But don't answer that

In a bullet-proof vest
With the windows all closed
I'll be doing my best
I'll see you soon

In a telescope lens
And when all you want is friends
I'll see you soon

i may need to apologize for the slightly melancholy mood that was set by the opening song. i am not feeling particularily moody. in fact, the sun is shining and i am wasting a lazy morning till i go to work in about 20 minutes or so. it's just the song that was meandering through my head.

ahhh... another matriculation has occurred at my alma mater. well, good. what a strange thing to look back on... it feels like ten years ago.

i wish that i could report more, but really, life is rather banal. i just finished reading the last days of disco, which, of course, was very entertaining. i also have been assigned a few movies to watch by a new friend of mine... and this is an odd undertaking. so far, i've seen "the comfort of strangers" and "handful of dust", and both were dismal, to say the least. yet again, i realize that in order really dialogue on any given topic, both parties must really be coming from some common assumptions. it's not that you cannot analytically discuss the technical skill of the director, actors, writers, etc. but at some point, that je ne seis quoi that distinguishes what i love from everything else comes to bear upon the conversation. and alas, i find that sort of companionship is again, quite rare.

so, here's to hillsdale, and to augustine, and for the days and months and years of kinship taken for granted, and now fondly remembered.

i think that i'm going to have to start reading those damned self-conscious po-mo's i've managaed to avoid for so long. (there are some conversations that one would just as soon stay out of) however, the threat of grad school looms ominously and i do not want to appear to reactionary, or at least not without having considered the opposition.

cheers, friends.

 

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