and the part on audrey hepburn and my dad and clint eastwood movies, sitting by, soon. in my head still.

after eavesdropping on this cute boy in my linguistics class (he was talking of will-o'-the-wisps, jack-o'-lanterns, folk etymology, phospherescence (oscar and lucinda!), and the categorical imperative (!)) and once again making the mistake of ranting and raving about, waving my arms about, robin lakoff and carol gilligan (ie how i rabidly dislike their past theses) and binary structuralism vs relativism and how de saussure finally rubbed out the grudge smudge on my heart with the laryngeals thing, and linguistics department faculty vs econ department faculty, and free books...and probably scaring off the guy i was rambling about with (i always come off as idiotic, messy, naive, and crazy when i start rambling about subjects that excite me...alas)...and enjoying the sun and the air against the bare soles of my feet...and daydreaming... i still feel it could be a good day, yes.