gosh. maybe i'll compile the lead-ins to my entries into a sort of timeline and see what i can find. what others can find. i just went up to wphs to teach piano, and they were like "uh, we're doing standardized tests" and i was like "uh, guess i'm gone". so i ran back and then ducked into gimbel for some quick ellipskeness. all without water until a few minutes ago. all around me, people are in the frantic cold aloof mindspace of having midterms to take, or to bitterly rend their hair for. i have pretty much nothing. but um the important thing was, my writing style's slipping into disclaritas. sorry for anyone who reeeheaally doesn't get it. i bet you do. and otherwise? "the best that i can, with what it is i have". though that statement in itself leads to a sinking feeling. methodology for decision making processus: i come to a decision, plog around for other people's opinions and phrasings of it, and so justify my thesis. i mean, decision. but don't you sometimes need one opinion to the contrary? i've never asked anyone about something so important that it merited conflicting advices. kor-e-ah. ah, ah. but yes, pretty thing of the morning (teehee): walking around to the a-wing and turning my head to see salailama and tati bathed in a pool of light. i shall call it, "macro, interrupted". dave and i spent an hour here, clutching at the days when we were praised for our bright-eyed potential. mmhm.