A Cold Front Arrives

October 24th, 2006

I wore my chinchilla to my film class screening of Nanook of the North (1919) this afternoon and felt pleased with how apropos this was.

Thank God I wasn’t born an Inuit in Alaska in the early 20th century. Ugh.

I intensely disliked the second film we had to see. I had half a mind to boo (or cheer in relief) when it finally ended.

Just attended a very useful thesis-time-management workshop that left me with warm and fuzzy feelings. Yay.

The urge to sketch is becoming stronger. I really do want it to go away pesky thing.

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