a letter to you

Taylor is here and I drew a star on his cheek. I'm supposed to have a Bergson paper done in a week but I don't understand the two multiplicities as well as I thought I might without having done much of the reading, oops. Mama and Babou came and it was great. I was the only one of the three of us keeping kosher for Passover even when that sometimes (once) meant eating meat with bacon on it. Oh man it was delicious. I gave myself a Passover haircut and it looks good. I like shedding and cutting things as a means of temporal transformation, yknow? We are going to give Kristen, my roommate, a bouffant. Love, Oli.

postscript- my computer is broken.