day twenty-three: duchamps and other effects of cultural theory on my brain

yes people, it seems as if I am getting in it...school, theory, whatever it is that I'm doing here. as I've been doing as much extra reading as I can fit in, these arguments are running into my everyday interactions. seriously, it's kind of weird to start analyzing bits of your friends' conversations with something you just read by spivak or some theory on the depiction of reality that you spoke about in class. fear not folks...I don't think I'll be that person who can not articulate one damn word without theorizing every bit around them, but it's seeping in a bit. you've been warned.

in non-theoretical news: I had a nice conversation with tara, my irish flatmate, last night and learned that it is not in fact uncommon to not see the other two flatmates all that often. not that I was taking this lack of interhome interaction to heart (well, not too harshly, at least), but it was nice to hear that it wasn't a me being the new girl sort of thing. also, the chicago marathon was ran yesterday (yay aids marathoners!). I hope that you chicago folk were able to go out and cheer on the runners. it's crazy to believe that last year I was doing the exact same thing. it also made me realize, on some level, that just because I've left my chicago life behind, it doesn't mean that chicago has stopped functioning. (how is that so? ;) ) thinking of the marathon yesterday also made me more consciously aware that I am running dublin in two weeks...whoa! I have booked my flight and, aside from one minor detail, am set to go. after several hours of reading, I'm homeward bound to do a couple of hours of running and think about all that has happened since my last marathon.

I hope that this finds you all well. I'm doing my best to represent kingsley/vassar/chicago in london...loves.