day 7 of winter break

birthday festivities continued

beacon's closet for b's shirt

dinner at peasant

w/ o, s, b, & i

my orechiette is way oily

otherwise nice ambiance

o gives me an ipod touch

and m gives me a $200 gift certificate

day 6 of winter break

my birthday

look at facebook

go to mexican place

have huevos

drive to ashley's house

b goes to work

drive to b's house with a

change outfit

drive

park

go to dressler very early

drink

s & d are late !

eat first course

drink

eat second course

oxtail ragout—so good

drink

eat third course

drink

eat fourth course

drink

eat fifth course

total is almost $500 with tip

i feel bad about the cost; but also bc of how full i am.

those bottles of wine were not my idea

have a lovely time mostly bc

s can be charming when he wants to be

drive

park

sleep

day 5 of winter break

drive

park car

return shoes

return shoes

return shoes

try to buy scarf

run away

drive

park car

trader joes

buy groceries

feet hurt feet hurt feet hurt

go to bowl land or whatever with n & c; l is there

drink beer

drink beer

day 3 of winter break

saturday

out with suny purchase bushwickers

a group video show in a house

no interesting videos

amazing house though

in other house, less amazing

sat in a small circle and drank home-made wine and cheap beers

lusted after nicely decorated apartments of people much younger than myself

day 2 of winter break

hungover

pee

weird pee

hungry

get food

eat

hungover

weird pee

worry

weird pee

sit around

health center

drugs

pack up

drive

new york

day 1 of winter break

Drove back up to New Haven. Ostensible reason was to watch the rest of my classmate's reviews. Other more convincing reason was to drink and party with those classmates after review.

I drank many drinks. drinkdrinkdrink clinkclinkclink

ginger vodka soda

spinach roll

vodka/ginger ale

vodka/ginger ale

french fries

vodka/ginger ale

beer

beer

beer

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uti

day 0 of winter break

Had my final review; it went pretty well, but I still had a feeling of disappointment at the end. Who knows why ? Maybe because the leadup to the review wasn't painful enough ? Because I hadn't been working like a fiend in the last week, staying up all hours of the night ?

My own decisions after seeing the work: stop directly referencing other people's work (like John Cage, Proust, and Jabes) not enough room for me in that space.

Stop talking about minimalism. What is my work about ? Good question.

Drove down to New York for B's birthday. He turned 27. We went to The Manhattan Inn. It was ok, but the food took a long time.