look ma, a neologism
Bloglines isn't updating the RSS on the Kafka site any more. I sent them an email, I don't know. This was unexpectedly discouraging last night.
Only Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos know if I'll ever get to see Wire in concert, but seeing Spoon cover "Lowdown" for their encore Monday night wasn't a bad runner-up. I don't know the two sides of Monsieur Valentine, I don't know anything. Wrote very little yesterday, lay in bed a long time this morning, I think from fear that the same will happen today. It isn't fear of finishing, it's wanting too badly to finish. The dissonance between knowing that as a matter of percentages it's mostly in the bag, and knowing that there are still twenty or thirty thousand more words to slog through. Keep the cork on the champagne.
It turns out some sample questions from past oral exams are online. For example, "In Culture of Redemption, Leo Bersani accuses Ulysses of reinforcing heteronormativity in the final chapter. Do you agree?" Heteronormativity? To the fire with that oppressive modernist tome! I wonder if they still need English teachers in China.
