Have I been doing enough work lately? No, I have not been doing enough work lately.
I'm taking a summer course called "Reading Freud". It's only six weeks long and two weeks have already gone by. There are a lot of readings. And I keep speed-reading them instead of Giving Them Their Due. Or something like that. However, I *am* reading "Prozac Nation", which a friend picked up for a dollar at the Salvation Army thrift store. Hey, it *relates* to the class, it does. I was a bit cynical about the book at first, but it's quite a good read. I'm reading it as if I don't know anything about the author. Which, really, I don't - I only know what I've read in magazines and such, which I always question the validity of anyway. Like, I heard she dated David Foster Wallace at one time. A rumour? Perhaps. But in my book just the idea of that represents some kind of cred. Though I imagine that dating DFW would be insane in itself. Anyway, interesting book to be reading while taking a course about Freud. I mean, last week's class began with the question "What does 'insane' mean?" It's all so massive and fascinating.
I did get to look at people's blogs today, which is always nice. I haven't been Keeping Up b/c I've been trying to do school work (and race through "Prozac Nation", of course...). So, during this perusal, I found to my *delight* that Ulla (http://knittingfactory.blogspot.com) listed me in her blog links. But I only saw this after my *even greater delight" at her illustration of the day (for May 16). It's the greatest thing and I want it on a t-shirt. It reminds me of the kid's book "Where the Wild Things Are", which I still LOVE and will love forever. And it also reminds me a bit of me b/c I am prone to saying things like "Follow me, I know exactly where we are going" even if I only have the foggiest of notions. (I blame this on being an Aquarian - apparently Aquarian's defining quote is "I know"... egh.)
Mark's blog was a different kind of delight today b/c he offers up a download of Dolly Parton's "And I Will Always Love You". So I downloaded it. And about 15 seconds in began to cry b/c Mark is right: it is the most beautiful song in the world. Or at least one of them. So amazing that I'd never actually listened to the words before despite having heard Whitney Houston's version a thousand times before. Whitney's version is nothing. It is all hitting notes and getting on the radio. Whereas Dolly is all heart. So amazing. It reminds me that even though there's tonnes of music out there in the world and many many different genres of music, the music that really gets to you just has that certain something, whether it's country, soul, indie pop or hip-hop. One can't discount any genre b/c in every genre somebody is creating something amazing. It's just that metal, for instance, might appeal to one person's sense of expression better than another form of music might. It's all about creating things. I'm simplistically rambling, I know. I will go on about it when my vocabulary comes back...
As if I could drop into yet a lower level of simplicity, let me tell you about vanilla coke. Now, I don't like coke. I don't really even like pop. But I have a strong nostalgia issue when it comes to cream soda and a less strong but still there nostalgia issue with coke. But I very very rarely drink the stuff. So, yesterday I was out with a friend and he bought a vanilla coke and I had a sip b/c I had never tried it. It tastes like cream soda, but also like coke! It's totally painfully sweet and feels (to me) like acid on the tongue, but damn, the nostalgia value is too great! So today I bought my own little bottle of vanilla coke. I'm still working on it now at 9:30 at night, but it's been quite nice in a really weird way. I feel a bit like a commercial, what with the success of coke and nostalgia advertising campaigns ringing in my ears. But anyway, interesting. I can't imagine buying another vanilla coke for at least a few months though - it's like, oh, okay, well that's done.
Oh, and the last thing I will mention today is that I've discovered the joys of the sci-fi series "Farscape". I love it! I saw an episode at a friend's house a few weeks ago and he has most of the episodes on tape! So I've been watching a lot of "Farscape"... and feeling like a bit of a geek, but not really a huge geek b/c it's quite a well-written show. However, unlike "Prozac Nation", it has very little to do with psychoanalysis and Freud. Or *does it*?... I will have to go watch another episode or two in order to address that question...
Oh wait, I also saw "The Matrix: Reloaded" last night. I was a bit overwhelmed by the theatre actually b/c it was sort of in the suburbs but not. I don't know - in a mall that reminded me of all suburban North American malls. And there were lots of teenagers. Enjoyable. I also enjoyed the absolute assault on my senses that was the movie. Fabulous. I love that. More review-type writing later, I suppose, when I'm more in that kind of mood.
I'm taking a summer course called "Reading Freud". It's only six weeks long and two weeks have already gone by. There are a lot of readings. And I keep speed-reading them instead of Giving Them Their Due. Or something like that. However, I *am* reading "Prozac Nation", which a friend picked up for a dollar at the Salvation Army thrift store. Hey, it *relates* to the class, it does. I was a bit cynical about the book at first, but it's quite a good read. I'm reading it as if I don't know anything about the author. Which, really, I don't - I only know what I've read in magazines and such, which I always question the validity of anyway. Like, I heard she dated David Foster Wallace at one time. A rumour? Perhaps. But in my book just the idea of that represents some kind of cred. Though I imagine that dating DFW would be insane in itself. Anyway, interesting book to be reading while taking a course about Freud. I mean, last week's class began with the question "What does 'insane' mean?" It's all so massive and fascinating.
I did get to look at people's blogs today, which is always nice. I haven't been Keeping Up b/c I've been trying to do school work (and race through "Prozac Nation", of course...). So, during this perusal, I found to my *delight* that Ulla (http://knittingfactory.blogspot.com) listed me in her blog links. But I only saw this after my *even greater delight" at her illustration of the day (for May 16). It's the greatest thing and I want it on a t-shirt. It reminds me of the kid's book "Where the Wild Things Are", which I still LOVE and will love forever. And it also reminds me a bit of me b/c I am prone to saying things like "Follow me, I know exactly where we are going" even if I only have the foggiest of notions. (I blame this on being an Aquarian - apparently Aquarian's defining quote is "I know"... egh.)
Mark's blog was a different kind of delight today b/c he offers up a download of Dolly Parton's "And I Will Always Love You". So I downloaded it. And about 15 seconds in began to cry b/c Mark is right: it is the most beautiful song in the world. Or at least one of them. So amazing that I'd never actually listened to the words before despite having heard Whitney Houston's version a thousand times before. Whitney's version is nothing. It is all hitting notes and getting on the radio. Whereas Dolly is all heart. So amazing. It reminds me that even though there's tonnes of music out there in the world and many many different genres of music, the music that really gets to you just has that certain something, whether it's country, soul, indie pop or hip-hop. One can't discount any genre b/c in every genre somebody is creating something amazing. It's just that metal, for instance, might appeal to one person's sense of expression better than another form of music might. It's all about creating things. I'm simplistically rambling, I know. I will go on about it when my vocabulary comes back...
As if I could drop into yet a lower level of simplicity, let me tell you about vanilla coke. Now, I don't like coke. I don't really even like pop. But I have a strong nostalgia issue when it comes to cream soda and a less strong but still there nostalgia issue with coke. But I very very rarely drink the stuff. So, yesterday I was out with a friend and he bought a vanilla coke and I had a sip b/c I had never tried it. It tastes like cream soda, but also like coke! It's totally painfully sweet and feels (to me) like acid on the tongue, but damn, the nostalgia value is too great! So today I bought my own little bottle of vanilla coke. I'm still working on it now at 9:30 at night, but it's been quite nice in a really weird way. I feel a bit like a commercial, what with the success of coke and nostalgia advertising campaigns ringing in my ears. But anyway, interesting. I can't imagine buying another vanilla coke for at least a few months though - it's like, oh, okay, well that's done.
Oh, and the last thing I will mention today is that I've discovered the joys of the sci-fi series "Farscape". I love it! I saw an episode at a friend's house a few weeks ago and he has most of the episodes on tape! So I've been watching a lot of "Farscape"... and feeling like a bit of a geek, but not really a huge geek b/c it's quite a well-written show. However, unlike "Prozac Nation", it has very little to do with psychoanalysis and Freud. Or *does it*?... I will have to go watch another episode or two in order to address that question...
Oh wait, I also saw "The Matrix: Reloaded" last night. I was a bit overwhelmed by the theatre actually b/c it was sort of in the suburbs but not. I don't know - in a mall that reminded me of all suburban North American malls. And there were lots of teenagers. Enjoyable. I also enjoyed the absolute assault on my senses that was the movie. Fabulous. I love that. More review-type writing later, I suppose, when I'm more in that kind of mood.
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