Glee | 25 January 2009

On Saturday afternoon, after another agonizing session with Judith Butler and more Eve Sedgwick, I discovered that I had been reading the course syllabus incorrectly and was a week and a half ahead on the readings for my gender/sexuality theory class. In spite of the next essay being “Jane Austen and the Masturbating Girl”, I dropped the courseware, gleefully took hold of Murakami’s Kafka on the Shore that had been sitting mostly untouched since I read the first few chapters before the term started, and promptly read the next three hundred pages with barely a breath drawn until I more or less fell asleep nose-first in the book. I started reading it again soon after waking and finished it today in between other obligations (consisting of ultimate frisbee and eating). I was so delighted to be at liberty to read something for fun again. I plan to gorge myself on more shortly, tomorrow’s lecture be damned.

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