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I just saw this and laughed so hard my gum fell into my wind-pipe. Fortunately I coughed it back out.
Today was fairly eventful but sometimes you have to let the details slide.
posted on Monday, August 29, 2005
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Yesterday I got this summer's first haircut and took its last midnight swim. I'm writing this on my new laptop, from my dorm on 6th floor in Granville South.
Thinking back, I'm pretty sure that the idea of college de-abstracted itself as follows: 5% when I first visited UNC, 5% during the application process, 5% when I got accepted, 80% when I got down to the real packing last night, imagining each and every minute object residing in a new setting, and gradually building up the collective image of the central object, myself, being also in that new setting, and the final 5% when I actually got here. In other words, I feel as though nearly all of this realized itself overnight.
Turns out there are two people I know on my floor: Rachel Brody, with whom I had Wajima's memorable calculus class in junior year, and Audrey, to whom Amy introduced me only last week. This is a welcome coincidence. In addition I'm sure I saw Rachel Beth Pittman earlier, which was a complete, total and fairly pleasant surprise since she's very firmly in the pluperfect section of my memory.
I'm a bit tired, and rather more excited than I can directly perceive, and could probably blather on for a good hour or two. Instead I think I'll go forage for a bit. Granville's cafeteria doesn't open 'til Tuesday so it might be a bit of a walk.
posted on Saturday, August 27, 2005
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Last night was fairly near a repeat of the night before, except Amy left at five this time (after repeatedly expressing her desire to be home by one). I've never talked 'til near day-break before, except on sleep-overs. It must've been more than a year since I fell asleep to the sound of birds chirping.
posted on Tuesday, August 23, 2005
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Amy showed up without warning at about eleven o'clock tonight, recently returned from having a much more interesting summer than mine. She just left. We talked for all of the time between. And I'd not expected to see her before the beginning of college.
posted on Sunday, August 21, 2005
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Last night I finished a four-year project: completing Deus Ex, including all three endings, on the "realistic" difficulty setting. The game has aged gracefully -- the graphics are obviously crude, but the story, characters, dialogue, and fundamental brilliance of design (not to mention the simple joy of toasting some MJ12 with a plasma gun) still dominate the experience. My vision is augmented.
posted on Wednesday, August 10, 2005
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