on friendship in a foreign environment

(excerpted from an e-mail to chris) weekends are strange here. they’re never really a full retreat, because i live on campus. i can have a glorious morning in my pajamas, reading, drinking tea, eating not-dining-hall-food, and then experience a jolt/reminder of reality when i leave my apartment and run into teenage girls cooking ramen on […]

class and culture, and curriculum

What does it mean to be cultured? I’m thinking about this because I’m reading The Marriage Plot– Eugenides’ first novel since Middlesex (which I adored). I didn’t know who Arvo Part was, but I knew the names of the death metal bands it referenced. As my friend back home know, I am seriously interested in […]