Divergences
I’m faced with a fork in the metaphoric road, today. Despite the fact that I was concerned with being “so busy” this semester, I find I have a lot more unstructured time this semester than, really, ever before. I think part of it is how much more reading I’ve been getting done since Shawna and I have started combining studying and hanging out. The problem, though, is that I’m done with my reading for the week and it’s Monday morning (this isn’t entirely true; I’ve not actually yet read Structures of Scientific Revolutions, but this will be reading number four (number two for this year!)). I was reading Fred’s book on Adorno (Late Marxism: Adorno or the Persistence of the Dialectic (a book so good they titled it thrice!)), but when he got into a detailed analysis of Kant’s and Hegel’s competing influence on Adorno’s understanding of the thing, I got run over by Teutonic philosophy. I’m picking at Jean Baudrillard’s Fragments, as well, but it’s a book that can, really, only be picked at (not being composed of an argument and all). Anyway, as I see it, I can either do my taxes or start reading The Dialectic of Enlightenment (based on my comments last week on Adorno and something Fred had to say about “The Culture Industry,” I’‘m thinking that I need to give that book another chance). Both of these smell specifically un-fun. While I suppose I could just laze about the house all day, watching movies and eating bonbons, I feel sort of bad. Everyone else I know is insanely busy and pressured and stuff. All I really have to do today is walk down to the mailbox and mail this month’s bills (I also have to go teach at 2:30, but I have a feeling that I’m really, really going to forget to do this). Anyway, I think I’m going to go wander around the house and wait for inspiration. Having nothing to do is so much work, damn!
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