i got some mail i didn't open, it's an unread letter day
i know both of us are poor but baby, what are phone bills for?
Today I saw a white pigeon glide to the ground and wrote a poem. Though the pigeon didn't quite make it into the final draft, I have my poem and I'm actually a little proud of the concept.
Today I also saw Albert Maysles talk. Now, the guy has an impressive repertoire (yeah, i can use that word here) but he seemed too interested in bigging up his achievements and putting down other documentary methods (reality tv. haha!). I'm really not a big fan of documentary. I think it's because narrative style/structure is basically my favourite part of literature. I do LOVE mock-umentaries though! All hail The Office (UK)!! Hehe ... I love documentary styles ... but not the idea of capturing a truth that is not the truth once the camera starts rolling.
My week is getting better because it's almost over but it looks like tonight is also a no-sleep night. I need to write and essay for The Aeneid! Or at least finish it!
I am listening to Regina's live recordings. It saddens me to say that I can't really stomach her unless she's on lo-fi. Though I can appreciate 'Begin To Hope' and like a lot of the songs, I hate what it has done! Until the next record (hopefully she'll ditch sire and the increasing myspace following), I have my lo-fi Regina :)
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