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John presented the class I was in yesterday with a fucking bad ass format. When I talked to him over the break, he described the format of the class to be "a more post modern way of teaching". He has lived up to his words. I came in late as usual so they had began without me, but they were telling jokes. John wanted everyone to tell a joke, which he tied into how humor is related to art. I am not sure if you know this, but I am incredibly interested in post modernism so I was more than enticed by this way of going about things. I think that the indirectness draws you in and can appeal to more people. I am not able to write on this topic for some reason. People keep distracting me. 

I have countless productive things that I need to be doing, but I am not. I needed a break. This weekend I have to gather a SHITTON (pronounced shh - it - ton) of kudzu. I am driving south to photograph a strange parade. I have a doctors appointment. I need to work on three books. Fuck I suck. Hmm Accordion fold, Pamphlet Sewn signature book, and some sort of monstrous fold monster. I am going to look for some stuff to use for this today. Tomorrow also. Down south. Monday I make paper. I need to call around about acquiring deer parts such as hide and antlers. Shit, I also need to go up to the studio and work on stuff for ceramics. And I need to photograph something at a party tomorrow night. Goddamn-it. Oh and I still need to finish that stupid fucking web-cam shit on my site. Of course there are still five more grad applications too. Ugh. 

Countless books to read. Countless things to do. I don't understand how anyone can ever get bored. There is always so much to do. 

Oh. 

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