Words, words, words.

There’s a meme going around on LiveJournal. Generally I do not participate, but I haven’t posted anything in a while, and this is too strangely fitting to pass up. The rules are:

1. Grab the nearest book.

2. Open the book to page 123.

3. Find the fifth sentence.

4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.

5. Don’t search around and look for the “coolest” book you can find. Do what’s actually next to you.

Removed from the flat space occupied by the formalism, we find ourselves in the sweating world of the aircrew.

How perfectly pomo-slipping-into-surreal. This is from a collection of essays called Complexities: Social Studies of Knowledge Practices. The specific article from which the quotation comes is by John Law, “On Hidden Heterogeneities: Complexity, Formalism, and Aircraft Design.”

My laptop has been back for a week now, with a hard drive that works. I’ve been catching up on work (mostly done with that!), making further backups, digging myself out of bills and sundry paperwork, taking some badly-needed alone-time, rediscovering the depths of my soul and drinking more tea and coffee than usual. No wonder I haven’t posted much.

There are some personal projects that I would very much like to pursue. A possible freelance gig is still up in the air, and may not come through – but no matter, there is plenty to occupy myself in off-hours. I’ve got half a mind to print up this list and put it somewhere visible in the house. Here’s what I’d like to do over, say, the first half of the next year:

  • an art project that will take months to complete
  • plan a rather big party in March, and our intended travels over the summer
  • find alone-time every day, and a stillness inside my head that can be hard to reach
  • volunteer time and proofreading skills of sorts to a library I like
  • further reduce the number of paper documents in our house by scanning and shredding them
  • work on Roland on a set schedule, or I am seriously screwed come dissertation time

That’s quite enough, don’t you think?

2 Responses to “Words, words, words.”

  1. thanks for not being a zombie Says:

    page 123, 5th sentence
    Small Books and Pleasant Histories: Popular Fiction and Its Readership in Seventeenth-Century England, by Margaret Spufford (ISBN 0416741509): The case of William Johnson of Lincoln, who was born in Scotland where his father died insolvent and became a…

  2. detrimental postulation Says:

    dedicated follower of fashion
    Everyone’s doing it, so why the hell not? Slow news day, after all.

    1. Grab the nearest book.

    2. Open the book to page 123.

    3. Find the fifth sentence.

    4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.

    5. Don’t sea…


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