julian is coming here on friday with his acappella group; they are guest perfoming at the concert of one of the uva groups though i should find out where and what time. yen told me they were really good when they went to columbia to sing. i should think of some place we can meet afterwards. what's there in cville after 11 on a friday? lots of frat parties, is what. probably dessert lah. it's 5.30 and i woke up after a night of bizarre and exciting dreams (why do i always dream of strange mystery stories - if i could write all this down i'd be the next agatha christie) it is v exhausting. i want the kind of dreams that involve less physical exertion and more good food) that wasn't what i began the sentence for. i was going to finish it "after...dreams to remember i haven't done my french essay due at 11." i should get on with it. i had to write about this luc & jean-pierre dardenne movie called la promesse, or about "a terrible day" the second of which was less agreeable because it always becomes one of those wildly exaggerated stories that don't sound the least believable. but now i figure that i would just write about saturday. aha. addy says to me not to brood about the test. i point out to her that i'm leaving her the handsome sappho companion which she has much coveted as well as books by saki, borges and carlos fuentes and a gayatri spivak reader which she can mug and then tell the divine g.s. about. that made her she change her mind. heh. at least, she said that she could get herself a copy of the books, so there wasn't anything really worth getting rid of me for, but as a general principle she was loathe to concede that i was even marginally more important than books. have to go see prof nohrnberg after class today about new plans to go home. he doesn't think a translation diploma is bad. and it's tuesday already! minyin will be here tomorrow!! okay nmind to work. if i get it done before 11 i'll be back here.