Re: desertion in the face of the enemy

Matt Kozusko (mkozusko@parallel.park.uga.edu)
Tue, 22 Dec 1998 13:15:29 -0500

Actually, I'm only in Will's Salinger class in a poetic sense.  

As for the absence...well, I was unable to maintain a concsiousness for
spans of time sufficient to send email on Saturday.  At first, I figured
I had merely drunk too much (a common procedure for tolerating English
department parties), but the nausea kept recurring.  Every 2.5 hours
some out-of-body will dragged me to the restroom, or to the nearest
bowl, for purging sessions. 
I had to clamp my hand over my eyes for fear they would pop out.  By
evening I was stable, but I still didn't dare stand up.  I suspect it
was either the tofu, which was prepared by a particularly shady
hippie, or the "polar smack," a holiday drink featuring chocolate, egg
whites and rum.        

I am in Houston now, being fitted for next Wednesday's Byrnes Summit. 
The jacket is splendid, though the wire is a bit uncomfortable and
may have to be moved to one of the Genghis snakeskin boots.           

-- 
Matt Kozusko       mkozusko@parallel.park.uga.edu