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I am eating a bannana, which makes me feel all healthy & accomplished, because they are good for you & usually I hate them. I don't know why I wanted one this morning... It reminds me of frisbee, actually, although this bannana is in fact ripe.

Also, I love Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me. & after that....is homework. & then rehersal. i really have nothing else to say.

it feels like an indie film

I was sitting at the desk in the writing center, typing away about Marx & robots, when flashing light caught the corner of my eye. I turned around and in the quad there was a man with a large reflector circle, the ones used to direct light in photography. So naturally I want to know who's photographing what. And I end up with my nose pressed against the glass of the window, peering through the slats of the blinds, at a bride in white with a filmy veil, & a bridegroom in tails & converse, I think--standing by the fountain, and then the photographer scurries to the other side & waves wildly, & the couple begins dancing, a half-waltz, & he dips her, & they're laughing--the photographer rushing around yelling, "perfect! perfect!" & of course they have no idea how perfectly the music I'm hearing goes with their actions to make a whole scene in my head.
It really has no deeper meaning...but it was a beautiful moment.