definitely the strangest nights ever. full of vomiting, newbury award winning children's books, vomiting, mysterious hook-ups, thai singha, then vomiting. no really. yesterday i both vociferously publicized for, and voluntarily discharged myself from, university symphony orchestra. i am the same age as the average high school senior and even specific high school seniors whom i know and love. i am maybe three things to all people but lessening and waning myself (transitive blah!) until just a slivered almond of intent and observation. milan! kundera! eeeg! at rest permanently, or so i would pretend.