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Jan. 4th, 2006 11:33 pm
High temp today, here: 5. Dewpoint then: 5. High dewpoint: 5.
High temp today in TO: 5. Dewpoint then: 5. High dewpoint: 5.
Low temp today on the balcony: 1. High temp: 4.6. Current temp: 3.7; 85% RH.
So, what happened to the fall monsoons was, they moved to January. We had January in December, and now we're having December in January. Lots of fog lately. But the pattern is supposed to break tomorrow. Nothing terribly cold on the horizon, though.
Finished reading Virginia Woolf, "A Sketch of the Past", today--from a collection of autobiographical sketches called Moments of Being. I briefly considered, now and then, a bit of Calvino's Mr. Palomar as an epigraph for my dissertation; if I'd read "A Sketch of the Past" earlier, I would've given some bits of it a longer harder look. Moments of being indeed. It's a pretty amazing essay in Heideggerian phenomenology, both earlier and later--stuff on the grip that the past, present, and future have on each other; and stuff, mostly, what she really wants, knows she can't do, keeps trying to do, falling away from (falling into narrative, recounting things that happened, which is what she doesn't want to do), coming back at again, trying to describe the happening of being in certain striking "scenes".
High temp today in TO: 5. Dewpoint then: 5. High dewpoint: 5.
Low temp today on the balcony: 1. High temp: 4.6. Current temp: 3.7; 85% RH.
So, what happened to the fall monsoons was, they moved to January. We had January in December, and now we're having December in January. Lots of fog lately. But the pattern is supposed to break tomorrow. Nothing terribly cold on the horizon, though.
Finished reading Virginia Woolf, "A Sketch of the Past", today--from a collection of autobiographical sketches called Moments of Being. I briefly considered, now and then, a bit of Calvino's Mr. Palomar as an epigraph for my dissertation; if I'd read "A Sketch of the Past" earlier, I would've given some bits of it a longer harder look. Moments of being indeed. It's a pretty amazing essay in Heideggerian phenomenology, both earlier and later--stuff on the grip that the past, present, and future have on each other; and stuff, mostly, what she really wants, knows she can't do, keeps trying to do, falling away from (falling into narrative, recounting things that happened, which is what she doesn't want to do), coming back at again, trying to describe the happening of being in certain striking "scenes".
