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7:30 am is a time that doesn’t really exist for me. under virtually no circumstances do i ever exist as a conscious, sentient human being at this hour. when i see the number on my alarm clock, waking accidentally or suddenly in the night, i am bewildered that it exists.
7:30 is the new midnight.
somehow (by [...]

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is really hard. like these letters have got to be below 5 point font. then there’s  this keyboard, rubberized but tiny. like text message small. still, blogging on this cute little machine is fun. because of the high i always get in using new gadgetry.
in other (BAAAAAAAD!!!!) news. i cracked the screen for my macbook [...]

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i hate when I have to publish stuff out of order, but now’s when i have the break, and it seemed a little more important to blog about lawrence lessig when i had the chance.
so. i have finally escaped the northeast united states. the last time i did that was almost two years ago, when [...]

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i finally got the internet here in berkeley working. until then, i felt like a child trapped under a sheet of ice, unable to breath, unable to get back in the world where i survive, let alone thrive.
but here i am, on the floor in the auditorium of international house (what a beautiful building!) listening [...]

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where do i begin? i’ve been so neglecting my blogging, that i’ve built up quite a list of things i’ve been meaning to blog about. they go way back to two weeks ago when on a rainy saturday (after that glorious brown-harvard football game) i decided to hit trinity brewhouse with the girlfriend.
i’d been hearing [...]

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The Brown Band and their buttons. The Ivy League. The Brown-Harvard football game. The stadium. It feels so empty to me. Empty as a signifier that once had meaning but has become divorced from that which it represented. And the thing is, I don’t want it to be empty. I want it to be meaningful, familiar, quirky, fun, believable. I want to know that it can be Ivy League again. I want to know that a white sweater with a discolored B knitted into its fabric can be collegiate pride again. Where do you go to buy these signifiers back? Do they sell them at the bookstore, or do you have to go to the stadium, sit on a full game in the rain, and find them yourself?

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