Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Just like dust, I rise.

Today I politely told the Arthur L. Carter Institute of Journalism that I would like to have my soul back. They said no problem; I just have to sign a form when I get back to NYU in the fall. It was a nice feeling. (Bigger fish.)

Not to be brief, but I have 2000 words pertaining to the representation of India through the narrative form of Wilkie Collins' novel The Moonstone due at 9:45 tomorrow. Adieu.

xoxo & cheers,

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