Agenda Quotidien (the minutiae of life just got smaller) of Cecelia Huynh
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C’est beau d’avoir élu
Domicile vivant
Et de loger le temps
Dans un coeur continu,
Et d’avoir vu ses mains
Se poser sur le monde
Comme sur une pomme
Dans un petit jardin,
D’avoir aimé la terre,
La lune et le soleil,
Comme des familiers
Qui n’ont pas leurs pareils,
Et d’avoir confié
Le monde à sa mémoire
Comme un clair cavalier
A sa monture noire,
D’avoir donné visage
A ces mots : femme, enfants,
Et servi de rivage
A d’errants continents,
Et d’avoir atteint l’âme
A petit coups de rame
Pour ne l’effaroucher
D’une brusque approchée.
C’est beau d’avoir connu
L’ombre sous le feuillage
Et d’avoir senti l’âge
Ramper sur le corps nu,
Accompagné la peine
Du sang noir dans nos veines
Et doré son silence
De l’étoile Patience,
Et d’avoir tous ces mots
Qui bougent dans la tête,
De choisir les moins beaux
Pour leur faire un peu fête,
D’avoir senti la vie
Hâtive et mal aimée,
De l’avoir enfermée
Dans cette poésie.
Jules Supervielle
So this is the late night this is finish it if you got woken up after three ways we can just keep having feasible how because I’m so totally and absolutely three geeky but when I woke up hippies have any because pizza half an hour I don’t know what happened. I think in fact what happened is that I will come up as another person I looked in the room is a cool place that was completely I’m sending you I’ll talk to the computer is because my anyway so I went to have you here with different people in the mood of be heading down people to usual people here seem quite saying she is just 3 any case people tonight can I had people over by he is around in Paul’s between cocoon don’t think so it was a meeting here. I friendly and train of thought is coming up from the south it’s a cold night and it’s raining it’s raining so suddenly I fell asleep half an hour and will work it was raining and my clothes are still online set everything is late and on the rain is the sound of the rambling train train at school and this is eat it stockroom is a test to wait to hear if you are about to get on. I’ll look good night train eight train train of thought it would’ve late night thought that maybe four gonna be fun.
[save for early morning analysis, dragon dication, .5 zolpidem, 30 minutes in]

“Wha-happened?”
Do smart people ever get tired of always knowing everything? Because I sure-as-hell am sick of getting it wrong.

If ignorance requires no effort, how is it that I’m so tired of being stupid!?
… my Statistics exam and I have come up with some final notes -
If I am to undertake this exam I cannot be sober.
You can imagine the state I am in.
On the upside- haven’t I just nailed formal logic!?

Miracles can happen, right? All those assumptions tests for outliers must mean they exist. Or are they just errors in measurement?
Last glass - here’s to unsystematic variance, the imperfect theory of psychometrics, its continued misuse and misinterpretation and the other unmeasurable f-test, faith.
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