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2009 post December 30

I fear that this blog is filled with flashbacks, but I can not avoid an urge to write the classic post December 30, especially this year, which can be summarized quite easily.

2009 will be remembered, was a year where it unique look, and in many respects surprisingly positive. But let's start with the bad and / or mediocre

Aesthetically, an average year was poor, as evidenced by the records that I have today on my mp3 ... Marilyn Manson albums and Nine Inch Nails at the time could not enjoy one of Paul McCartney, two of Megadeth ... is not just for show. The other day @ superfarms lent me his mp3 to shuffle as he went down and made up 12 floors to buy a sandwich and was surprised how good it sounded. I said to myself, if I had a mp3 like this, I take the trouble to listen to good music, yeah. bah

equal eye, there was a great big exception to all this: Current 93, the band that I heard this year, and did not know before anything. I think the issue disk Sunset Black ships ate the sky is among the best things I heard in my life, and melodies of Soft Black Stars ... became the essence of my Sundays.

nothing in the film came on the heels of Batman last year, the theater almost did not go, and things I saw nothing seems to have been very memorable

and personally, aesthetically, only stands one thing after speculating on the matter for several years, finally started piano around May or June. my progress are slow, but noticeable. I'm playing a Brahms very cute that I get pretty bad.

other thing that started more recently and almost without having planned in advance, is to go to the gym. I do not want to brag, but I have something in their arms and I'm 90% sure that they are not tumors. for now, I still have the idea more or less firm to boxing next year, but will depend on many factors. I still think it was surprising hernán who suggested me for the first time (and I said I was crazy)

then go to the 3 major items: therapy, out-of-closet-graduation

(well thought out what I am describing not so much "2009" but "my 25 years", as almost virtually everything of significance happened between June and now, in the first half remained a self-taught keyboardist, a student of letters, a mad capped, a disservice sickly and one of the few minds of my generation who had not gone through the office of Dr. Freud)

write again soon about my experience psychoanalytic talked about college life to the tired and out of the closet, well not there are so predictable to say

socially was a good year, too (again, especially in the 2nd half ... is that nothing happened between January and May? ... I think the only thing I did in that period was to start my cycle of adventure games, read The Preacher and experience the loss of my bike)

well, actually, I'm wrong: I was in USA in January and that is no less from any aspect .. . however, I am tempted to consider it part of 2008, as all travel arrangements (especially the dreaded visa process) were in that year and the trip was the joyous culmination of all that the beginning of 2009, I think

after working 5 years in office the same horse, we moved to another a little better in Almagro 2010 will see major changes, I hope.

politically contributed Sabatella enrolling a bit with my family and 2 or 3 friends, I voted Heller (if I remember rightly), I laughed with Maradona and I read the Clarion because Bielsa support, between the modest and petty felicities of this year were counted events of the martyrdom of macrismo and rapid decline of Angel Cappa

liar "and leave it there then?: Happy 2010 to all

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Gall Bladder Heart Palpitations

It's a long way to the bottom

Adderall And Teeth Grinding

The Longest Journey

say then that The Longest Journey finished my self-imposed travel the world of adventures. There are many who have never played, but perhaps the only regret having left in the road is the Gabriel's Knight . There will be time someday but today I have no desire to curl up on that. I've had enough rubber ducks pinched in inventory, enough worries in my hands and destinations. The Longest

... I have not much to say. Resolved about 60% of the puzzles, the easiest-and the other 40%: I searched google. It is certainly a journey and a long game, not as compelling as it should (is one of those stories as they are becoming understood they lose interest), but the design of many landscapes we travel is nice. Perhaps that is the best in the game, the variety, though a variety of elements beaten.

not compare with the great exponents of the genre or his sense of humor (though it has a couple of moments that are surprising, particularly with literary ironies of its protagonist and the fact that sometimes very raw language) or the quality of the characters and the dialogues in general. As well after the classical era of the genre, has at least the advantage of offering graphics without pixel, and the advantage quite well.

Still, as usual, finishing leaves a feeling of melancholy (all what we did together, April Ryan).

basically already said all he had to say about graphic adventures. Now, purely subjective level, I'd say all that I played in 2009 The Dig was the big surprise ( Grim Fandango was as good as expected). Is exactly the opposite of Longest Journey: poor variety of landscapes, an adventure dried and concentrated, with virtually no dead environments supporting characters. Much more effective, for me, even though it has almost no sense of humor, which at times is rather difficult. ---

Goth Birthday Ideas Inside

diagnosis


1) Let's begin by accepting what we already know: that's it, there are literally no chance of doing things differently, the past was. I finished the race and never participated in a formal research area, never shared with a chair holder of anything but a class and no more than 2 (or 3, hopefully) they know my name. I had a scholarship incentive, I'm not seconded, or employee of any professor, I know what an internal seminar only because a friend told me. The works presented at conferences were always made reworkings of papers like any other paper. In the field of academic research my actual merits are equal to 0.

2) Then, solve for another matter. I already asked more than once if you "really want" is to be a researcher (academic) or if my immobility in this respect is symptomatic of a possible lack of interest. The answer is not entirely within my reach, but there is a reason that I think is right to move the question and ignore momentary: if you do not want to be a researcher (academic), then not really know what you do want to be so in the meantime it is best to at least try to formulate a research project and if it is not really my thing, I'll have to find out after having tried and failed before.

3) Do I have to solve this "now"?. The answer is "in principle" no. A year ago or a little more was the idea that if I failed for a scholarship in 2009 it represented some kind of failure. Today I truly believe that if I do not show in 2010, does not matter. There is an issue in the middle though, and is working. Since my aim is still to be high school teacher in the meantime (that is, while I find a way to live temporarily in academic research or while I decide that academic research is not my thing), the situation will depend largely on how it is going on in that role. I assume I'll get work, the question is whether it will be a martyr. If not, and I hope it is not, then it does not seem particularly necessary to have it finished by 2010.

4) Given these circumstances, one might say in my favor that at least I'm pretty free to choose. No I have to adapt to the demands and expectations of a tutor and I have to have anything done for a specific date. However, I can not say I'm completely free, since although no estoy apurado tampoco quiero plantearme un proyecto que exija 10 años de lecturas previas o que no pueda incorporarse a ningun ámbito de investigación existente. Además, por ahora, mi objetivo más visible (en parte porque no he averiguado realmente por otros) seguiría siendo la dichosa beca del CONICET (aunque esto puede reverse si surgen otras alternativas), así que en principio (pero esto puede cambiar) tendría que pensar en algo que pueda ser utilizado en ese contexto.

5) ¿Hay algún conocimiento previo más o menos singular que debería aprovechar?. Si pienso en las cosas que sé y que no son las que todos sabemos por cursar teoría con Panesi y dos o tres more subjects, I can think of these: 1) some history of art, 2) some musical knowledge formalized 3) something about comics 4) something about game 5) fully read the Old Testament 6) something on biostatistics and nosocomial infections ... and not much more than that. I know English language and I can read well in French and if I get to practice speaking it could return to moderately bad to moderately short time. Oxidadísimo my Latin and Greek is not even know the alphabet.

6) Given these circumstances, where to start?. Three things more or less accessible than delaying come some time: a) to read (and about) Aby Warburg. In that I am at this time. b) read about hermeneutics (Gadamer do not know if it Truth and Method is very long, but then again I bought it years ago and it could start it at least). c) find out what's hot in the departments of literary theory or related in large first-world universities.

of course, the ideal would be thinking things while I read these lumps, which I shall certainly a considerable section of the summer

Letter Of Enquiry Cars

came out PLANT No. 12 (with my article on adventure games) December

PLANT 12

write on this issue o:

Mariano Mariano Vilar
Mayer

Mariana Robles Leticia El Halli Obeid

Paola Damian Selci

Raffetto

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Humorous 50th Anniversary Invitation Wording

... after teaching the Bible, narratology, need to finish the last item of 2009, my article for planting on adventures. Tomorrow without fail.

... and will be a year we travel to USA with my brother, the book I'm reading now (which is the starting point of my summer theory), Aby Warburg : The Image in Motion is one that I bought there, Bruce Wayne died in that time and is still dead

... in the gym, I'm sure that the tall skinny guy with a very intelligent expression lifting 30 kilos in all possible positions eventually talk to me, I mean, I always crossed and see what you socialize with others. and I will touch me, I will be challenged and my private realm of autonomy gymnastics (just broken up now for slightly ironic comments of coach, the style and skinny, How do you go with tubes? ") Will suffer their first threat. Which is exactly what I'm going to say when I talk I do not know, so plan a response is difficult. But at the same time necessary

... I like the retrospective of the decade, think of the bands of the decade, the scientific discoveries of the decade, the sports figure of the decade (Federer obviously, the other room for doubt). in my personal life is not difficult was the university decade now (UBA XXI in 2001, received in December 2009), the "decade of training, etc. and also the other obvious things associated with the transition from adolescence (in 2000, turned 16) to post-adolescence. was the decade in which he said "no" to drugs without first being tested and "no" to alcohol without finding one of the varieties that I find repugnant

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Development Filmjuice

Let loose the right one in

I think in almost all vampire stories appears the problem of the distribution of gifts. It is natural, since the vampire is the need to remove (blood, obviously), but also the possibility of (eternal life, powers). Hence also all those games with the other donor symbolic of immortality, Christ, that Coppola used both in his film, but in Let the Right One In not seem to have no function, even through the cross.

gifts multiply. The story begins with a gift truncated (human blood) to be exchanged for something we can not know exactly, is only suggested. And the real story, the relationship between Oskar and Eli, the exchange begins with Rubik cube and instructions, continue with the offer of a code (morse), then with the blood covenant (also truncated), and thus continue to the grand final exchange. In between, the adult world has a similar logic of ordered goods in circulation.

Perhaps most Curious, compared to other symbolic systems of exchange, is that the stories come into play. In none of the enigmatic characters (or not so cryptic) know nothing but what they show. We do not know the origin of Eli, or the accompanying adult or the adult partner dies, even we know that is the role of Oskar's father's friend who breaks into your happiness and that seems to have a story behind too.

The key moment of this narrative no trading system is in the house of Eli, when she shows her mysterious treasures separable. Even when she offers money and told him not stolen, it is also a gift many people. This small table covered with mysteries in a department without any decoration seems just a symbolic rather than an economic treasure, we could imagine a context where it serves as motivation for long narratives interspersed.

Basically two things: please ask (and its counterpart, generously offered), as in the sequence of death of older women (can you please open the blinds?) Or the delivery of adult blood Eli accompanying, among other similar scenes, and defend against a violent attack (no need to give examples.) The brightest of the film is that in the middle of these two actions apparently contradictory pardigma not installed a moral. There are those who kill because they need it, like Eli, who killed following an exchange, as the adult who is with Eli, they kill because they like it, like Oskar, and those who kill because they are evil, as the dark companions Oskar. If terror typically embodies absolute evil and makes the earth move, I must say that Let the Right One In is only co-Oskar where you can capture some of that evil without object, that is plus evil.

Addenda after talking with my office mate : the fundamental exchange of gifts is not. Rather it is the one between the adult accompanying Eli and Oskar at first, destined to take its place (it is not uncommon that the two homologous characters never appear together.) In that sense there is no exchange of stories because the story is one, the server (the Renfield ) Eli in their cycles of ascending and descending.

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What Does Straw Warts Mean?

I rushed pre-summer



... I should have put off a little on my "return" to the blog, the truth is that this week I have several things a priority, and little desire to stay up late; saw today Let the right one in and I liked it, tomorrow or the weekend probably write even a little about it.

Dolomite Hiking Boots

Looking old copies of my resume (not found, and the PC I have not), it appeared the case with the general teaching notes, and threw it away. The special and gave them to a friend .

Last Wednesday was the last "class" of it, and therefore I can now go to make the process for both titles. I estimate that on Tuesday. Tomorrow I can not, penultimate piano lesson before the holidays, penultimate therapy (calculus).

La novela que leí en el lapso intermedio, Las correcciones , me dejó un sabor agridulce. Fue como recorrer en un un sólo texto toda mi relación con el género: empecé algo confundido y molesto (¿quienes son estas personas, qué me importa esta descripción, por qué no estoy jugando al GTA IV?), luego rápidamente me subí al envión y la historia del teórico literario Chip me resultó considerablemente atractiva, leí las primeras 300 páginas en pocos días; pero después, ya llegando a la mitad, empecé a darme cuenta de lo mucho que me faltaba y lentamente mi desánimo fue apoderándose de la historia de Denise, la hermana menor: las últimas 100 pages read them with a sustained and methodical. The ending seemed weak moderately happy, despite my joy at having completed the libroera considerable. I decided not to read more novels about the summer (and if I read some, not more than 200 pages)

The Old Testament is a thing of the past. Likely to write about it soon. But not much, I'm with the idea of \u200b\u200bkeeping the light posting, at least until 21 December.

I become addicted to the gym and idiots extensions of Google, which strongly promoted among my friends. If you open Google Wave can see what is left of a series of speculations based on assumptions about the intellectual positions of star-system of Puan. Not bad as the Wave, seriously. If you need an invitation to me on a couple. Yes, I need to know your e-mail.

Let's see how we can recover the rhythm slowly, warming up for summer I've been projecting theoretical speculation for months.

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Ceramic Tile Wall Trowel Size

... and ended with the Old Testament with the narratological streak and a couple of details, like the latter kind of teaching (the last step before starting procedures for the title), and I get more batteries with the item slowly trying to write,

meanwhile, general comments: I saw Josefina Ludmer, I'm using Google Wave (and I recommend it, even though it goes a little slower than it would be convenient), I'm going to the gym, I ended Corrections Franzen (perhaps discuss something about it when posting in earnest again, perhaps not) and some other things, in short, a few days ...

The Lord Of The Rings Symbolism

Today I want to banish,
of my life,
this feeling of loneliness
,
cast out sorrow,
to continue. That
hard and difficult road,
has cost me so much to build,
I can not feel guilty because others
bad time.
is that sometimes I am irritable,
but I'm tired to mourn,
hearing and swallowing.
there are goals in life,
that can not be achieved,
if I've learned to accept it, learn
others.
When you love comes,
And is not reciprocated, born
friendship,
Tiéndele hand
not let it pass.
not you insist on please,
because you feel bad, because I think
guilty
that you are going to love.
only apologize,
if you did wrong,
to escape my life,
me I can not drag.
My heart just wish you find happiness
,
and appears in your life who you know love
.

Blood From My Period Is Mucousy

... a little more global index of my college memories

then finished the tour I had set with these columns. I'm tolerably satisfied with the result, and I'm glad to have found way to give some significance to the fact that I received, and I did not do almost any other rite of passage worthy of mention (parties, eggs and such).

could make a thousand explanations or get to point out everything that I set aside, which is much, of course-but it seems unnecessary. At most, only should clarify that I was not at all comprehensive in the words of people I met in Puan. I missed some important names, but hey, I am confident that no I did not include was not offended.

This is not the end of the blog, at least, not today think so, but I'll take a not short break, a week at least, that can become two.

here I copy down the titles and links to the 9 parts (10 with the interlude) of these memories, and one last time to thank everyone who commented.

• Part 1: "Manifest Destiny? (1984-2001)
• Part 2: Paseo Colón (2002)
• Part 3: A New Beginning (2003)
• Part 4: The Works and Days (2004)
• Part 5: A Place in the World (2005)
• Part 6: Beware imaginary identifications (2006)
• Interlude: my papers
• Part 7: The Phantom Menace (2007)
• Part 8: At the threshold (2008)
• Epilogue: Alma mater

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Gordon Spotting Scope With Tripod

Epilogue: Alma Mater



And as everyone knows, this story ended few days ago. The year 2009 began with a heavy obligation to complete four case studies, which took me much longer than we originally had estimated. In addition, special didactic courses, which included practices in the Liceo 1, I spoke not long ago (and therefore there is no need to speak again.)

is difficult to determine exactly what is what is done, given the circumstances, very common in Puan, "that I wish to continue in academic life, even in instances when I find no clearly formulated. But something, something feels finished. The 2010 will, hopefully, interesting alternatives.

What happened to me in these 7 years (2003-2009) Puan?. I joined them Puan weighing 60 kg weight today, but no goatee, heterosexual with occasional doubts put into practice, literary fantasies and 6 or 7 stories themselves more or less long, with very limited knowledge of philosophy but with a considerable love by novelists and rereading. Listened to classical music (especially Bach, Handel, Telemann, Haydn, Mozart and some Beethoven), the Round, Morphine, Radiohead, Gun's and Roses and not much more.

few days ago with some friends jokingly said that after 7 years of Puan I find myself listening to Megadeth and reading Batman, while the 16 would have been easier to meet a Borges book and music CD camera.

But even this is not a realistic contrast, it is undeniable that Puan forever changed my relationship with literature, in particular, my relationship with the novels. My dad, a great reader of this genre and I have recommended many, like my mom was a bit shocked when I told him that excited me more than reading theory. Right now I am reading such Corrections Jonathan Franzen and no doubt like me, but I can not count the 300 pages that I need to grab a book of Ricoeur and the other on Aby Warburg.

Throughout this chronicle, I have referred repeatedly to the development side but my erotic life. One might ask without feint: Puan fucking me?. I really do not think so.

could also say: Puan eclipsed my dream of becoming a writer, and although I'm not contemplating any of these possibilities as immediate, it's easier to imagine making a record home or making drawings or comics, that writing a novel. But at the same time, there would be an apparent contradiction in such a claim: Notice that commitment just wrote this great review (which is not a novel but is some kind of verbal art) and how amateurish dedicate myself to other things.

And in relation to the investigation, the black hole that has been open since I realized it was time (because everyone had already done so) to go specifying an area itself has made me doubt sometimes if I have really wanted so much to devote to academic research. What if this was the way he found me unconscious (say) to say that despite the good student I was and all that, I have not really so eager to write papers or manuscripts dust?. Is a complicated issue, but something I have to be (and clerk no thanks, and I think not only teachers, but this is harder to say a priori) so for now, this is still my plan.

I do not want to continue using puanner anecdotes in this blog, and I think that there are plenty (I know of no other blog that contains many references to Puan like this, not nearly.) But there is a final that I can not pass, and do not think I've told before. Once I found a paper flower put on my bike. There were other bikes on the side, but only mine had been decorated in this way. I took it and I had several days, wondering who would have been. Cefyl A hippie who put it there as it might have put it elsewhere?. Or someone who knew that the bike was mine, and perhaps was on the patio looking at the same time hold in the air with a sigh?. Probably never know.

conclude then, no more turns, saying what everyone knows. And I love the career of letters, as well as Puan and its twisted glory.

Kates Playground Black Suite

still missing the last part, a sort of epilogue, but I made too late today, tomorrow without fail

Does Leukoplakia Look Like

Part 8: On the threshold

I'm not sure what I took out the calculator, or rather opened the Excel spreadsheet, and started average and estimate my chances I had to keep (or increase) in what was left of the race. But when I started in 2008 already had a clear objective: to receive more than 9.50 (in the degree, and before I knew that teaching materials would cost me quite had decided not to consider).

From one point of view, 2008 was a year of goals met, period. I wanted to finish the course and did, and actually quite enjoyed the majority of subjects. After so many years listening to talk about it, I finally met at the seminar Vedda trivial literature, and regretted not having studied German, although which is a priori literature does not interest me. In turn deepened my interest in premodern points during the pleasant Renaissance literature course and seminar taught by Ciordia Erasmo.

curriculum and also wanted to gain more work experience presenting at conferences, and actually introduced me to three: in the UBA (Sade and Nature), University of La Matanza (Petrarca and image theory on love courteous and incipient Renaissance art) and UCA (Sade and Diego de San Pedro). I think that all was fine, although there is no doubt that in the UCA I got more nervous than necessary.

In general teaching makes little sense talk (and I did not speak English at a distance). I can only mention a couple of times per month, before the theoretical, went to the telo of Yerbal and Rojas with a kid who never knew my real name.

Then, having fulfilled these objectives, and keeping my job situation stable (although near the end of the year I had some strong discussions with my employer in relation to an alleged error I had made with data from Pakistan), one might think that the year was as good as possible. But there was another thing, that he began to take shape in 2007 had finally become a source of anguish: I knew I wanted to do research but ... I had no idea what to investigate.

The increase in my social life had contacted me with a frightening reality: Most of my friends (even those who were 2 or 3 years younger than me!) And participated in lectures and seconded, but directly as assistants second, or were already performing various scholarship, or publishing books, or making critical projects, or in short, doing something . During the first two thirds of my career I thought he was actually doing everything possible, working and studying, I enjoyed the race and I even got good grades. What more could you want?. But now I realized that yes, indeed you ask for something more. A something.

And to top it off, that something is almost all . I soon came to an obvious conclusion: the vocational crisis had not experienced at 17, or 20, or at 22, finally arrived at 24-25. The middle-class Western culture a rocket puts you in the ass when you go to preschool and I had known how to administer the powder to make a clean, straight road with no incidents of any kind (never got sick from something more serious than a sore throat Puan my whole life and never had a fever since high school, never missed a class a week, maybe even half a week, and as already noticed, never closed less from 9 matters not didactic.) But now with gunpowder or not she had to get me a new rocket. And this was the truth . But where is he?.

closed my eyes. I was the clueless when I asked why I failed at this or that assignment and I repeated my self-conscious phrase: stick to the plan . Now the plan was received. Well, let's do that. However, I finished the year a number of monographs and I must accept that not end before 2009 under any circumstances.

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Mucus Goin To The Bathroom

Part 7: The threat

The year 2007 started earlier than other years, with a summer seminar on Funes medieval theory. The most interesting of the seminars that I, along with the Vedda, surely. Among my companions was Carlos Gradín , who had met through this blog (which was gaining some popularity by then) late last year, and who used to drink on the plastic tables in the front bar interval.

Finally in 2007 I started making friends in Puan, ie also saw friends outside the cloister. I also met Alexander Soifer, with whom I studied a subject never came out, and sometimes with Ferko and Celeste. I joined a study group with some experience, "Mimesis" (So \u200b\u200bnamed because it was the first book I read as a group, before I joined), whose participants were (and still is) Gadalupe Campos, with whom I attended the Summer Seminar, the seminar Cerrato Beckett and Literature nineteenth century. In the group at that time read a book about the Bible in Northrop Frye, The Great Code , and Art History of Gombrich.

Apart from these three, I studied American, whose practical do not think it necessary to speak. As told at the time, I discovered on a trip to Tandil that year that are very nice and funny person with whom one can speak well of any thing. The old Costa Picazo I did not like but to be honest, I do not like much (nor do I like) the pantomime of pretending a waiver each year. While it is not impossible that his or her successor is worse, a little renovation I Chairs look something negative like that. I enjoyed Henry James but was already in a period of the race in which I worried about leaving novels (which are more binding) unfinished. That happened to me The Wings of the Dove . And will end one day, I'm sure.

While the race continued to enjoy almost as much as before, and still work well (it was then when I moved to morning), but a little boring, the truth is beginning to perceive the threat on the horizon of nothingness.

also had spent many years of chastity and alleged vagueness. Let alone love. The truth is that at that moment is not the same now, for reasons that would take too long to explain, remember my only experience of romance as something that should have happened to someone else. Even when told, as in the return trip from Tandil (on the bus were told the first stories of love and mine had some success) was not exactly my place in the matter.

The relief I found for this situation since the end of the year, no had nothing to do with love, and rather confirmed the more draconian aspects of my personality. He also confirmed, although perhaps not the best way possible, that male bodies were out of my fantasies and they were even available to me. It was enough to create a mail account under a false name and go with the flow. For the first time in years, I had a secret.

nineteenth century and the medieval love seminar materials were relatively quiet for me at this stage of the game were not exactly the partial insurmountable obstacles, and Sade that I wrote papers on both subjects were quite good, but also cost me a enormous amount of work. Not that I especially like Sade as a writer.

The year ended and the air runner was imminent. My little academic experience in Tandil had been satisfactory and she would continue on this path. But something told me it would not suffice. Sometimes I looked at the ID in the list of present and did not feel so young.

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ghost Interlude: my papers

narrative take this brief pause to acknowledge the appreciative comments received by these chronic runners. Seem to be one of the biggest hits of this blog, which still amazes me even more sure that I do not give more.

As I said, before moving to the last part of my career, I have a very comprehensive review of those indefinable objects that occupied so much space in my life (and possibly, although somewhat modified, it will continue to play): the monographs.

This is the list, without any precise order:

1) For English literature, wrote about the Roman works of Shakespeare (Coriolanus basically, Julius Caesar and Antony and Cleopatra ), concentrating on the use of rhetoric.

2) For the twentieth century, made a comparative study on the short stories of Beckett and Uruguayan and Dance of the crazy Copi.

3) For American Literature, a monograph on the creation of alternative experiences to reality by the characters in Henry James' Turn of the Screw and The Aspern Papers.

4) For English Literature I, I wrote about Miracles of Our Lady Berceo and Knight's book Zifar (anonymous) in relation to the construction of Christian and truly wonderful.

5) Literature Argentina For I, a very loose on Mansilla chronicles his experience with Ranqueles.

6) For Textual Grammar, a paper that is almost a long part in which he analyzed cohesion in a text of Barthes, Jijiji of the Round and "Sin" Beckett

7) For the nineteenth-century literature, wrote about the representation of the concept of nature in various works of the Marquis de Sade.

8) For the seminar on Love in the Middle Ages and the Renaissance, wrote a twisted work of comparison between the Marquis de Sade and Diego de San Pedro.

9) For the seminar on literary theory in the Middle Ages, a work on the literal meaning changes in different authors of the medieval Christian hermeneutics.

10) For the seminar on Beckett, I wrote about the representation of subjectivity through scenic devices several.

11) Vedda seminar worked figure of Superman in Jack London ( The Sea Wolf) and Jules Verne ( 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea and Mysterious Island )

12) For the seminar Erasmus wrote about the use of resources in some satirical Symposia, The complaint of peace, and Praise of Folly .

13) In Latin I analyzed the eroticism and modernity in Marti Versos sencillos.

14) For Theory II, I wrote about the place of the narrator and their attributes in The forgotten common Sylvia Molloy and writing or life in Semprún .

15) In Theory III, did a study on sleep in the sun Bioy Casares in relation to the representation of science.

Much could be said of this group as heterogeneous (although more heterogeneous than either, probably). I will not try to write a quick tutorial on how to make a paper (though I did well at all, being the 8 in the literature Argentina I the lowest grade I got in a work of this kind), because the truth is that no I have so clear that it is or not must be a monograph. I would say in relation to mine, I can now look at some distance and identify some of its virtues and some of his vices recurring

virtues:

• was always very thorough and even in the beginning I worried about working with literature (whether critical or literary) that was not included in the given; the best example of this are my papers on Sade, in particular that I did for nineteenth century covered a considerable philosophical field that was never worked in class.
• win almost all my papers for the details, not too sharp comments that are shaped, at best, a corpuscle of comments that exceed what is contained in the literature and sometimes can have a flight, but of course, without exaggeration.
  

services (the subject of my vices is that as I never caused trouble passing on a good note, I never spent systematically modified, and some of them not only corrected but gradually worsened over the years)

• shaky assumptions: although all the work I was concerned at least give the appearance of a hypothesis to test, the fact is that most of my working papers more about shafts than falsifiable assertions, I like to take a phenomenon and analyze its variations, but that approach does not correspond too well with a strong conclusion and assertive, and that is something that a good essay in principle should have
  
• extension: most of my papers are about 20 pages even though they usually recommend not exceeding 15, the longest all of the seminar was the medieval theory, 24 pages, I know people who have spent much anyway
• bibliographic makeup: While I'm always more or less comprehensive in the literature, I'm a little disorganized and tends to happen that I write all after a first reading, and then do the second when I have no desire to make substantial changes to my work in weaker cases this results in an unproductive use of the critical literature that manifests itself in a couple of quotes or footnotes unnecessary in others I hid it pretty well
• relative lack of value: the craziest thing I did with a work this is what de Sade and Diego de San Pedro, apart from that I decided never to break (or even expand) the limits, my issues are not too original
• lack of precision in the details of writing: while I'm pretty sure that roughly my writing is good, the truth is I'm not very attentive to detail, and many times it has been discovered that a paper that I thought has revised recontra very stupid mistakes, even in key locations as the first page, for example. not infrequently exaggerate the use of modal style "clearly" and that sort of thing.

... well, I think that's all. Some ask me to upload case studies, my attention, really funny is that they have nothing. However, if they are too curious can read I wrote about Beckett (the penultimate of the race) on the website of Laura Cerrato seminar. Not saying it's better than I did but is among those that I consider passable.

the book most often used in my papers is undoubtedly Anatomy of Criticism Northrop Frye, my wildcard I think not yet read it through, if I did, it was not a stretch, but stick your hand there and something comes out, even a single sentence, is like a honeycomb

continue tomorrow with Part 7; thank received congratulations again

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Part 6: Beware of IDs imaginary

One detail that has not commented, in fact quite important, is that between 2003 and 2007 the faculty was always a bike. I lived in Villa Crespo until 2005 and in Palermo until 2007. The first trip was short and pleasant, especially at night, passed through a dark and deserted villages before you reach Avenida Dorrego that left me totally energized. Instead of Palermo was the laborious, especially to go. To return, Gascon had its charm. A couple of times I fell back and forth of Puan and others prodded me to schedule the conference in which there is no bike shop open.

Now we are in 2006 and Professor entering the first theoretician is none other than Daniel Link , whose book classes had purchased (on a desire to anticipate nerd content) a week before, and whose visit blog a few days later, to my delight. After cleaning funesiana conceptual, Link represents all the perversion that the other side of my personality, academic (and non-academic) experience aspired. Loved his theory, I mean, I have very specific memories of being in the office on a Monday at 5 pm (still working from time to time), exhausted and angry, but then rejoice thinking "hold on a little at a time is theoretical twentieth century! ".

When the second or third class, working the text of Lacan on the mirror and Aira's story on the car, said Link "imaginary identifications careful!" I felt like I was talking to me specifically. None of this is very surprising. Although in 2006 would keep themselves chaste, and at ages since I saw that included porn female body, and a teacher and Link had all attractive to make me want to be like him someday. Keep in mind that at that time had not read any of his novels and his articles (not yet written) in profile.

Copi With Link discovered at Roussell, Proust (especially Proust), Didier Eribon and some others. In the pilot was with Laura Isola, I put a 10 in my monograph on Beckett and forgettable Copi.

Theory with Panesi, English with twentieth century Funes and Link were the most significant areas of my career. There were others that I liked very much in the last section, as the seminar Ciordia Vedda or Renaissance (and nineteenth century is not far away), but the latter of course in a time when I already felt the urgent need to meet me. I think the only reason is that the former outweigh the latter when it comes to describing my life in lyrics.

In the 2nd semester course Theory III, which included the death of Nicholas Rosa in his semi-improvised program (along with Hector Libertella, the first author to read) and Argentina Literature I. The contrast between the two was glaring: Argentina I was perhaps more organized matter that I studied, there were all all text without any rush, and integration of the subject (travel and chronic) was very clear from the first theorist to the last practical. Vitagliano amused and interested me but I can not say that the Theory course has been the most enjoyable.

I dreamed the ghost of Nicholas Rosa in more than one occasion. Maybe it's because I felt guilty because I did not like classes in the least, and not left to criticize when he died. And I did well in private. I did in my brand new blog, inspiration linkilleana. Do I regret?. No assessment as to my classes, but perhaps "quite possibly" would have been one of the cases in which proper to apply it "if you do not have anything good to say, say nothing." I bought more than one book of Rosa and some chapters serve me. Today I ordered casually notes and reread part of the essay I did for the area and found quite good. It was about sleeping in the sun . I'll talk more of my papers soon.

In Argentina I was in the hands of Ines de Mendonça, who was already in the last phase of his blog, I met too late. Among my companions was Pablo Alvarez, with whom he had taken before other subjects before and Ezequiel Vila, who would know a little more American next year.

The central part of my course was finished, missing the famous "free stretch." The notes were always the same, my system was decimal, it was almost binary. He sensed that what was left would be easier, no longer read each point three times as he did in the first two years, and my will to stay doing forty minutes in the queue was already waning Cefyl significantly.

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Here we go.
1. Animal that you reincarnate?

In bird 2. Something without which I can not?
Without my people
3. That is what they most liked about a person?
who is honest and sincere
4. What color do you usually wear?
I love black, purple, white, pink. I do not like prints or bright colors
5. Three words that define you?
Sincere, loyal, fun
6.Un place to travel? Alaska

7. Your favorite quote?
Do not look back or to pick up momentum
8. Something you want to do? Travel a long season

9. If you are not dedicated to what you do, what would be your other option? Psychology

10. What is your greatest extravagance? That is myself




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Days of darkness

not let me see beyond,

the storm hits,

my body starts shaking.

thunder and lightning,

strong giving me

inside my soul,

I can hardly breathe.

My eyes grow,

looking beyond,

those colors,

the rainbow,

will reflect.

look after the drops,

I can not see,

those pretty colors,

I saw in yesterday.

look up,

I can not help,

and shades of gray,

see it all now.

I hit bottom,

live with my loneliness,

that choking me,

and not let me go.

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Something in me has died,
and not be reborn anymore, feel
me a vacuum,
it is difficult to fill.
had not have left,
after happiness.
because now I'm lost,
and not know where to go. Rio
outside but inside, I can not stop mourn

have lived so many storms,
that my soul has reached the storm.
are so many years adrift,
that the time of grounding,
yell at is my fucking life, let me breathe
,
as day to day,
I die a little more.

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MELANCHOLY

are here yet.
notice your absence, and she
shields,
my melancholy, with which
'll live, the
days to days. I feel empty
,
severe pain
since each time you
in my life I think.
I want to dream, to see more
beyond,
be with you,
poderte kiss.
But I can only see the reality
,
two separate lives,
by distance and something else.

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How hard,

Let fly,

The person you love,

but can not love.

Ending a story

that has failed to start,

where there was not a principle,

but have a final .

feel the loss,

in your heart,

beams as you do not care,

but fills you with pain.

not for dreaming,

with great force,

your want to find,

is clear that life

not just dreams,

This is the truth.

Fly,

Fly free,

Find your happiness,

when you have "forces"

A for mine I have to fly.

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My heart no longer cries,

never will again,

this full of love,

and desire of love.

This split in two,

is part of my girls,

the other of that person,

so special.

That is crossed,

in my life,

and I hope

until death,

in

can take it.

know you're,

that you,

I can count.

I will,

when you are sad,

and when this well too,

are my confidant,

you who are in my mind.

not you out of it,

because seeing your image,

encourages me to remain standing.

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My heart is full,

when I think of you,

not by my side,

but I'm here.

Day and night,

these with me,

my mind wants to forget,

but my heart ,

not me can afford.

close my eyes,

and I feel,

your hand in mine ,

and something broke in me.

who you want,

I can not forget,

know how things are ,

but I can not,

to turn ago.

In feelings,

no charge,

I can not control,

if you drive out on a whim,

my heart ,

not return feel,

anymore.

find

Before,

he traveled alone,

but has tired

of solitude.

Whenever you feel inside,

outlining a smile,

because it is the closest,

has state of happiness.

I love my life ,

I really love you,

close or distant ,

for you I'll always sigh.