May 5th, 2003

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Sitting in the grad lounge, putting off studying for deebee exam. The sound of a random conversation in French next to me is extremely pleasant. Occasionally catching bp and what's-her-name chatting in German is also fun. I wonder why it is that listening to languages pretty close to English in the family tree is so pleasant, and, say Cantonese leaves me so nonplussed. Is it just because I've been exposed to the former more, or is there some real phonological affinity that I'm picking up on as a speaker of English? I have a hard time believing the latter: I don't have any particular reason to believe that the inventory of French is any less exotic than other language I'm likely to actually hear (vowels with different rounding and nasalization than ever appears in English, the uvular R) but... Idunno.
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In other news, have been very nervous that I have managed to be somewhat of an ass to several friends lately without noticing. Not so much a specific situation being feared, but a general feeling of social obliviousness that makes me wonder.
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Okay. Yeah. Going through a bit more moodyishness. I realize again how exhausted this semester has made me, and how much I really don't care for systems. It feels like so much engineering and so little art. Ah, but a summer full of nothing but PL that needs to be worked on, and a whole world of possible things that can be looked at. Granted, I felt this same way at the beginning of last summer, and didn't really get that much of my own projects done. I suppose I did manage to pick up esperanto then, but much time was diverted from solo geeking to slacking and socializing. I can't really say I have any regrets about that summer, though. I still fondly remember that big, empty unfurnished apartment in Fairfax, the craziness of moving (even though I still fundamentally hate moving in general, that move went quite smoothly thanks to adam and tom) whiling away hours with cdinwood, etc. Good times. I miss them.

In any event! I hope I manage a little more discipline this summer. I really would like to fill in the humanities gaps in my education a little better. Japanese, French and German are languages I'd like to know more about. History is always cool. The philosophy of art is something I have an interest in lately for... certain reasons. Philosophy in general in the 20th century I need to look into more, and is one of the reasons getting reading competence in French would be nice as a long-term thing. Merely because so much noise has been made over pomo I'd like to make my understanding of it less third-hand, if only so I can feel less guiltily ignorant making fun of it. In the same vein, poetry is something that has always felt mysterious as a medium, and I'm sure that the tremendous amount of shitty poetry written in the world, there is definitely good stuff out there, and I could stand to train myself to be more capable of appreciating it...

things things things.

Also totally need to start and/or join a band or something again. This two-pianos thing isn't really doing it for me so much anymore. Friend of a lounge acquaintance seems to be a drummer, though. Sounds promising.