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Feb. 27th, 2001 09:22 am"Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings."
-- C. Archie Danielson, Spanish painter and printmaker
-- C. Archie Danielson, Spanish painter and printmaker
Feb. 27th, 2001
it was a long winding day
Feb. 27th, 2001 11:22 pmI've been looking at the back of my hand, the place where the thumb joins everything else, between my wrist and knuckle. There is a bruise there, shaped like a mouth, that I don't remember making. All I can think is that during the nightmares I am pressing my hand to my mouth to stifle the screams. I don't know, but it seems the only plausible explanation I have.
Mike, a guy from my Prague class, taught my Czech class today. It was hilarious. He helped us all with the tricky grammar, and played us wonderful music. I walked with him after class across the South Mall, talking about Russian and Czech and school. We were both shanghaied into Czech by Professor P. and we laughed about it. She is somehow sneaky like that, drawing you in before you realized you've changed majors and departments and sold your intellectual soul to Czech. It was good.
Mike, a guy from my Prague class, taught my Czech class today. It was hilarious. He helped us all with the tricky grammar, and played us wonderful music. I walked with him after class across the South Mall, talking about Russian and Czech and school. We were both shanghaied into Czech by Professor P. and we laughed about it. She is somehow sneaky like that, drawing you in before you realized you've changed majors and departments and sold your intellectual soul to Czech. It was good.
