"Anyone can do this assignment, you don't need any special yogi certification."

I have never laughed so genuinely nor been so enamoured with an essay topic.
I'm writing about Harrell Fletcher and Miranda July's Learning to Love You More for an Art History paper and I'm finding it surprisingly...pleasant. How often, in my four years in university, have I used such a word to describe a paper? The instances are very few.

I could have just plagiarized myself and handed in an old essay on any other dull topic, about the YBAs or something. It's not like the class was anything important; it was a 300-level contemporary art class that I mostly skipped out of boredom. But I guess there was some desire to end my undergraduate career with four essays that really interested me. So I chose LTLYM as my subject and I just grinned my way through an entire evening of research.

This is my second last essay. My last one will be on Asterios Polyp, a masterpiece of a comic book, which I suggest you read. Borrow my copy. I'm pretty excited to write that one too.
It's just a matter of time. Two ten pagers in uh, four days? eep.

take out your pencils, it's (take-home) exam time

This I don't mind writing about:

(Go to Works --->Video --->King. Watch. Then watch Queen. Then, inspired, perform your own version.)

http://www.candicebreitz.net

This, I do:

Gross.
1 essay done, take home exam due tomorrow, 1 essay half-done, then another exam, two more essays. Then figure out what to do with my life. I think I've crossed off "Explore Biocybernetics in art" from that list of potential options, after dealing with those babies up there. Ick.