my head is bursting with too many Things I Want to Say only i can't allow myself the time. but this last 10 days or so have been extremely trying. what with von and his smart/Smart/edge model and kg getting married and continued discussion with darryl and su yin's response and the example of aaron and winnie and caijing's anti-settling diatribe and having lunch yesterday with a bunch of uva comm school types in town for the weekend and realising how incomprehensible my life is to them and being particularly hardup for rent at the moment and feeling very angry with the department for its utterly idiotic incomplete policy i can't hear myself think. it's hard enough working lollius and mark twain and caedmon's hymn into one coherent paper about mathematical metaphors in thinking about riddles and translation and authority. and my prose is not at its best these days. but what on earth do weaklings like me have to be cursed with an emotional life for? no one can write papers with a head full of bees - but to set them all out would take too long.