Friday, December 07, 2007
(12:00 AM) | Adam Kotsko:
Friday Afternoon Confessional: Deconstructicons
I confess that I bought a bottle of Gatorade that was so difficult to open that the attempt actually drew blood. Improbably enough, a football player type of guy was sitting at the computer next to me at the U of C library, and he was not able to open it either. I finally took it back to where I bought it and exchanged it, and the manager acted like it was the most interesting thing that had ever happened -- due to some manufacturing error, the top hadn't been properly perforated. I confess that I was glad that it was intrinsically impossible to open.I confess that on Thursday I finished the second of my six exams -- the last one that I can take separately from the two-week "balls out" exam extravaganza. My topic was deconstruction (which is supposed to fulfill the requirement that one of our exams be about our methodology). I confess that I was paranoid that Ted would give me a really specific question about a text I hadn't read, but it turned out to be pretty straightforward. The first question was essentially to explain deconstruction as a (quasi-)method, and the second asked me to analyze the later Derrida's quasi-transcendentals. I feel like I passed.
I confess that now I need to write a 10-page paper and compile some reading notes over Hadewijch, and I will be done with coursework. I confess to a certain ambivalence toward the prospect of not being in class, after all this time.
I confess that I'm dealing with the depression attendant on Seasonal Affective Disorder in some strange ways.
