wow oh wow. i just handed in the Mill-iad (how's THAT for a title?). ross came up w/ the idea like two minutes ago that we record me reading it aloud on the same cd on which he's recorded his and blair's musical, Fall River! so we're going to do that as well and hand that part in tomorrow. at this point i couldn't even care less if it satisfies the prof. i'm psyched that i've done it (7 parts, 5 pages, single-spaced, with a stanza from the canterbury tales Prologue of the Wife of Bath as an introduction.) it made my mother cry. everything makes my mother cry -- but still.

last nite rebecca was up to her elbows in latke batter, churning out tray after tray for the sixty or so people she invited over to the barn for a hannukah party. what w/ finals and stuff, not that many showed up, so i went knocking on doors to invite people to partake. i hostessed a little; then sorelle appeared and after we lit candles she steered me to campus where we dropped off papers and picked up small craft warnings, the official, traditional lit mag on campus. we found sarah k. and addie, two of the lovely co|mo firstyears, sitting in kohlberg flipping thru a copy. sarah laughed that every time she picks up a publication floating around she sees me in it. (i have a story segment in red sky night, the new fiction zine i'm also on the board of; two poems in scarlet letters and two more in small craft. three of the four poems are about ben so people keep asking me if he's okay w/ that. they've asked him too apparently. as both of us have web sites (read: exhibitionist tendencies) we're generally okay with things like this, but for the record, yes, i asked him first.)

anyway we chilled in kohlberg for a couple hours, then persuaded sarah and addie to accompany us back to the barn where we listened to the best mp3 list of folk music you could imagine, greeted elizabeth, who had the good sense to show up, and demonstrated various talents. sarah k., for example, has a killer hand-llama routine. possibly the cutest thing ever. rebecca came in and joined us at some point and after the co|mo girls left, she and i sat up talking until 5:30 a.m. about things we should have discussed months ago. ross and joel joined us around 4:30 because what we were discussing what relevant to them and the barn as a whole.
hugs all around, followed by sleep.
interrupted briefly by a knock at 6 a.m. and a sheepish ben. what a bunch of ridiculous folks we are. real sleep tonite. oh boy!