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Friday, September 24, 2010
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Okay I confess I am a narcissist. I take gobs of pictures of myself. Mostly it is just out of convenience because I am a willing subject and I don't get annoyed if I have to take a shot 10 or 12 times to get it right. But also because I can control what I look like, what part of me you see and don't see... etc.
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I had to read A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man in university. It was dense and I didn't get it, but at least it was shorter than James Joyce's Ulysses or The Dubliners. Man, that English lit prof had it bad for Joyce. Probably too much reading for a one-month-long summer course. We had to do those three books, PLUS at least 5 or 6 others (not all James Joyce). I would power read them during all my waking hours, then retain nothing.
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