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friday january 26 2000    |    4:07 p.m.


THE   C O M P S   ARE   D O N E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the sleep deprivation of the past three days. in the past 2.5 days i have eaten a bagel, a cup of soup, a banana and a snickers bar. i have slept a grand total of about nine hours. i don't know how many packs of cigarettes i've gone through. my room is trashed. right now i'm in the library surrounded by notebook papers and scribbles and dictionaries and josé hierro and derek walcott and federico garcía lorca. in print if not in person.

i'm pooped. i never ever ever want to think about these again. especially the cracks and the gaps. but i guess i will have a one- or two-week respite until i have to start thinking about revisions.

i am absolutely not coherent and I DON'T CARE. i am going to pack all this shit up now and go call daniel and go smoke and go eat a decent meal and tonight WE ARE PAINTING THE TOWN RED. the writers of the english comps. yeah.

i just realized that i used the word "red" a lot in my comps. i like the word red. as well as the color of the word. or the color of the color. whatever.

this is what loopy is like.

YEAH!!!!!!!


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prince
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sign 'o' the times 2




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vogue
the new yorker
fitness
and looking at the west elm catalog

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