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so my ten o'clock class was cancelled today, and i'm really a loss for what to do with my time. there's nothing pressing that i have to do for school or work, and LRAP stuff is best left to the weekend. this whole semester is really throwing me off by being so damn manageable. it's like i don't know what to do with myself unless i'm maniacally busy. it's like how nick1 has been saying that even with seventeen credit hours, he's not feeling challenged. (although that's easily enough explained by the fact that four of those hours are with wangerin.) i guess it's just the third-year, pre-bar, senioritis blues.

i'm loving the new roommate. she's very genuine and eclectic and just easy to talk to. i was impressed when on her, like, second day in the apartment, she had dinner with my father and i and was able to roll with it gracefully. (i love my dad, but he can come on kind of strong if you've never met him before.) also, she subscribes to the new yorker. now i can catch up on my seymour hirsch and sasha frere-jones without even leaving the house!

last weekend, i hit the third day of the hideout/touch and go fest with stef and tyler. it was raining and legitimately cold, but fun. seam played the best set by a thousand miles, as far as i'm concerned. their genius lies in their ability to be both understated and intense at the same time; i'm tempted to use the word "elegant," but that sounds too stuffy. anyway, they were tight and rocking and their songs gained a certain heft in the live setting. at the end, it felt a lot like broken social scene at lollapalooza: there was an electricity in the air and nobody was willing to accept that it was over.

well, i'm either going to read estates and trusts or go shoe shopping, but before i do, a question: have you forgotten to read the guardian lately? me too. here are two reasons why we should tie a string around our fingers:

1. whoa. like a 21st-century u.k. studs terkel. yay for cool namesakes. i am going to have to read this column every week.

2. well done. i agree with the writer's points of emphasis.

i'm going to go see catfish haven on saturday, you should come too.