When will you come?

I had one of those dreams this morning where my alarm went off and Sigur Ros, the band I set my iPod to play for my alarm, filled my room and then I lied in bed for a bit. And then, my alarm went off and Sigur Ros started playing. The weird thing is, is that I was totally cognizant that this was the real reality, yet the first time it happened, I still knew it was a dream. Perhaps my dream was a foreshadowing of what would happen in about five minutes? I don't know; I don't feel like getting into epistemology right now.

"There's an empty space inside my heart where the weeds take root, and now I set you free..."

I'm very excited for Wednesday night. But I don't want to say just yet as to why, for fear of jinxing it. I'm a neurotic.

Oh, so I'm in the library typing this up and this guy kitty-corner from me was clearly reading my Godspeed You! Black Emperor shirt. Or, at least, I assume he was. If so, then I am honored. I really like it whenever people compliment my shirts or try to read them from afar. I know some people get all butthurt about it, and that has always perplexed me. Their loss, I suppose.

We are discussing Derrida in my critical theory class now, and I am fascinated! It's really hard to talk about on a blogspot, though, since it's one of those things where you have to be in class to get it. Here's a little something from the Villanova roundtable discussion with him: "Maurice Blanchot tells this story. The Messiah was at the gates of Rome unreconginized, dressed in rags. But one man who recognized that it was the Messiah went up to him and asked him, 'When will you come?' [...] That is why the man who addressed the Messiah said, 'When will you come?' That is a way to say, well, as long as I speak to you, as long as I ask you the question, 'When will you come?', at least you are not coming. And that is the condition for me to go on asking questions and living. So there is some ambiguity in the messianic structure. We wait for something we would not like to wait for. That is another name for death." (Deconstruction in a Nutshell, 24-5). I don't think the citation is necessary, but it comes with being an English major. Or something. Anyway, that was just some food for thought.