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Sarah showed up in Berkeley this (now long passed) weekend under somewhat mysterious circumstances. I was out on Telegraph with Haley and when I got back, James was loitering in the living room. Sarah called a bit later and we met her and some friend of hers, another Yale-ite, outside Hotel Durant. As our Yale-educated and now gainfully employed friend, Sarah financied the hereto unimaginable luxuries of our evening's festivities: a dozen Old Fashioned donuts from Kingpin, and a 12-pack of Corona from Fred's. Then we settled down to Mulholland Drive (ten minutes into which James emitted his characteristic, derogatory ``Oh, this is an art film'' --- What do you expect, James, Air Force One??). Other than this brief interlude, I spent my weekend (starting on thursday) feeling rather morose, for reasons mysterious.

Haven't accomplished nearly all I'd hoped in this week so far. Done some thinking for LBL. A small amount of grading for CS70. So much more to do. Blah. The few of us who are here watched Y tu mamá también this evening. Good movie, but actually tamer than I expected. I liked the boys with their space cowboy manifesto. Next on the agenda are Eraser Head (to end a David Lynch trilogy), Hable Con Ella when it comes out, and Pumpkin by popular demand.

One of these days I might actually get out of here. Right now it feels incredibly lonely in this city with everybody gone.

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I spent some time in Cody's this afternoon and found all kinds of books I'd love to read, the most promising among them being Paul Therox's Dark Star Safari, the narrative of his overland journey from Cairo to Capetown. Bringing Down the House ("The Inside Story of Six MIT Students Who Took Vegas for Millions") sounds like obligatory reading in hacker folklore; Tower of Babel: A Natural History of Language looks like good armchair-linguistics reading, and the introduction had me scratching my head because it sounded so much like a story that Charles Perry told me last week. Finally, Survival City: Adventures Among the Ruins of Atomic America caught my eye as well.

feeling... so... sick..

they put walnuts in their pizza at blondie's.. uuuuaaaauaa....