At the library today I found a book called "Margaret Mead Made Me Gay"... which is unbelievable and also genius. And I wish I'd written it. What if it was written by Ruth Benedict? That's the shit of soap operas/a movie Angelina Jolie would star in where highly intelligent, newbie ethnographers fall in love in Southeast Asia. Jungle Fever. I'm think I'm confusing this ideal movie with one where she stars with Clive Owen and they save refugees or something... I liked her much better in the Tomb Raider years.
Here's to the end of 4th week, professors in snow boots, daylight after 5pm, surviving without my lady and an "8 Week Plan to Optimum Vibrato" usually utilized in teaching 7 years olds.
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