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so late night this evening i watched 48 hours, the 82 classic. while i was watching i remembered some random thing that i wrote back in 4th grade about my favorite movie. that favorite movie was farewell to the king, with nick nolte and nigel havers, havers who plays a big role in one of my favorite movies still to the day, empire of the sun. i barely remember farewell to the king, and feel like it might be embarrassing for me to still love today, but now i have to see it again just cuz of the memory.

thanksgiving was nice. i got to see most of the richmond family. and then i got to run into kristina out at easy street, only to find out that my friend's boyfriend was in the same frat as kyle, whoah. that was a funny night.

one of my sisters is taking a class on the mind of the artist. this amused me, a lot. at first i thought of some kind of sherlock holmes wanting to feel the skull of expired artists to find their secrets, and then i thought of random cognitive studies on left handed people who may or may not have 'been' artists, because really has anyone decided on a definition of art? because if not, then no one is an artist, unless…

the book is struggling to a finish. my parents want me to get a job this very moment, but at the same time they want me to not work half of december. i, on the other hand, look forward to hanging out with abdelilah over xmas, as well as look forward to moving out in january, whether the book is finished or not. just because i thought something would be cool while i was in morocco doesn't mean that it is.

on an aside, WoW is the opiate of my mass.

peace