1. have attained my universal signifier. he does not care about Lacan. he does not care about my bullshit. he loves me.
2. am leaving the events described above without a witty rejoinder for now.
3. tutoring rich kids means you are a managing instructor, and get health insurance and $45 an hour. and an office on Madison Avenue.
4. move into a new apartment with Zane on Saturday.
5. currently operating without much of a sense of irony. it's weird. where before I had snide comments, now I have -- what do you call them? feelings?