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Bettie Page died? What?
I didn't even know she was still alive. I also didn't know that she had become a born-again Christian and that she worked for Billy Graham's ministry. Anyhow, I know it's a completely unoriginal sentiment, but I think Bettie Page is hell of cool and iconic. Not a lot of people have that kind of staying power as a sex symbol.

I feel sort of like I felt when James Doohan died; not too sad because I thought he was already dead, too, but bummed because I feel like I missed something.

Poor, poor Mr. Quick

I have basically ceased to accomplish anything in these past few days. The semester is not quite over, but I'm sure acting like it is. My Duke application is due next Monday and I have yet to finish that, and I have a paper to write, 6 bassoon reeds to finish, a group project to finish and a history final to take. Yuck.

I was recently reunited with an old acquaintance who consumed a lot of my time this weekend (not in a bad way...it was a weekend of my two favorite deadly sins: sloth and lust) but now I really need to make up for it. However, I seem to be incapable of doing anything useful these days. Alas.

Erlebnisse

Happy birthday, Dad!

Happy deathday, John Lennon!

P.S.

I've tried to avoid titling posts here with German words and phrases because I don't like it when people try to alienate other people with their tenuous grasp of foreign languages. For the record, my German isn't that good, and I was just not creative enough to think of another title. This one more or less means "memorable experiences."

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I was getting really nervous about my thesis topic because I wasn't actually sure if I liked it or not. When I was doing some reading for it last night, however, I got really interested again! Good.

I have submitted my first two grad school applications. And I apparently made a mistake on one of them! However, I'm hoping that since that took the time to contact me and correct me, there are hopefully looking at me with some interest. Maybe not.

Also, I quit one of my jobs yesterday. At the bookstore. I just couldn't deal with the monotony anymore, and they keep making all sorts of really absurd rules. Most recently, we are not allowed to hug anyone or to tell anyone 'I love you.' I think the only thing I'm really going to miss, other than the money, is one of my coworkers. I don't know if I want her or if I want to be her. I will just need to go watch/listen to her spin more often.