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My head is buzzing and whirring like a... whirring buzz. And I still manage to let myself be distracted by Twitter. But it´s a lovely technology. I wish more RL people I know would use it.
I´ve also shugged out 8 pages of my Obama paper in three days which doesn´t sound so much but it really feels like an accomplishment seeing as I have trying to avoid it for three months and I won´t be able to keep the dealine... which would have been today.
One younger female prof is actually controling whether we´ve read our texts via test exams. Like in school. If it wasn´t so annoying I´d laugh. Any other than that, everything´s fine.
Dollhouse keeps to be getting better and better. I´m at episode 9 now and get more and more fascinated by every passing minute.
House finale for me is this evening with pizza and wine.
Charity project looks good, seems like we´re starting today or tomorrow. We will set up an Creations for Donations place so if you would like to participate just look out for the communities. We´ll posting an announcement soon.

It´s been exactly one month since I went from this cripple



( to this baby. )

( I got awesome post from America. )

( And I got tagged. )

Yesterday, I heard it as the thing first in the morning. It was still dark outside and I reached back to the radio switch with an irrational surge of worry. All that came through was "Feiern im ganzen Land." "...parties across the nation..." and then I let out a breath I didn´t know I was holding.

This doesn´t even affect me I found myself thinking, or does it? Germany is stil governed by a coalition that moves forward like a narcoleptic elephant. So why this awkward euphoria among all the people I met? And then the most extra-ordinary thing happened in the first class that day. We were talking about Adorno´s Enlightenment text, the structure of evil and antisemitism and violence as mislead projection processes of the subject, when my professor made a loop and started to talk about torture, Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo and how torture is trying to eliminate the subject´s sense of their own selves. Suddenly he became all quiet and said that hopefully this would all come to an end now. An eerie silence stretched out in the room and many people smiled to themselves. Until then I have never in my life actually seen Hope. It gave me goosebumps.
I know that this guy can´t change around everything that has gone wrong in the past eight years. I also know that the more hope is held up, the more it can be disappointed. But he embodies all the potential of America that has been kept unused over the course of the last years.
( There´s more... and music. )