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  <title>Tyler M. Carbone</title>
  <subtitle>Tyler M. Carbone</subtitle>
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    <name>Tyler M. Carbone</name>
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  <updated>2007-05-17T01:50:09Z</updated>
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    <title>daedalianmusing @ 2007-05-16T21:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-17T01:50:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-17T01:50:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So apparently Claire and I are buying a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This strikes me as surreal enough to warrant mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me returns to plotting world domination</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:65972</id>
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    <title>Suits, suits, suits</title>
    <published>2007-02-06T16:19:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-06T16:19:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Anyone in Cambridge (or elsewhere, if you want to pay to ship them) with a 38 shoulder measurement who needs  some suits/sport coats? They're 1-4 years out of style, which is why I'm getting rid of them, but I hesitate to give this much clothing to good will. All in good condition, most by DKNY, Boss or similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me an email if interested, otherwise I'll donate them over the weekend.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:65742</id>
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    <title>All graduated</title>
    <published>2007-01-16T19:12:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-16T19:12:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...There isn't any more work or waiting to do. How... odd.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:65458</id>
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    <title>6:04 to go</title>
    <published>2007-01-12T15:57:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-12T15:57:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It irritates me when people sit in computer labs with their cheap, noise-leaking, generic iPod headphones such that everyone else can hear their music.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:65223</id>
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    <title>27:21:15 of undergraduate life left.</title>
    <published>2007-01-11T18:39:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-11T18:39:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...Done with half of the exam.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:64841</id>
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    <title>Dawkins says:</title>
    <published>2006-12-29T20:29:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-29T20:34:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"I suppose that, in the ditzily unreal intersection of theology and feminism, existence might indeed be a less salient attribute than gender."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all are having a Merry Christmas (or other appropriate holiday), best wishes for a happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: The strange combination of holiday wishes and quotes from &lt;i&gt;The God Delusion&lt;/i&gt; was coincidental, not an attempt to be snarky. I actually just got the book for Christmas and have been reading it, and this post seemed a good opportunity to wish happy thoughts in the direction of people I know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:64603</id>
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    <title>My Thesis</title>
    <published>2006-12-01T15:16:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-01T15:16:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...Is done.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:64480</id>
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    <title>It's a long shot, but...</title>
    <published>2006-11-01T20:19:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-01T20:19:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Does anyone need / know someone who needs a Harvard Square apartment starting in January or February? Ideal location, reasomably priced for Harvard Square real estate, etc, etc.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:64119</id>
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    <title>daedalianmusing @ 2006-11-01T12:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-01T17:59:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-01T17:59:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And all the applications are at last in the mail!</content>
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    <title>2-and-3-and-4-and-and-and-2...</title>
    <published>2006-10-31T00:36:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-31T00:36:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">4th in Silver Latin; considering I was unable to consistently make Bronze finals last year, I feel like this is progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law school applications go out in under 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thesis is due in 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still unemployed for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also whining needlessly; all is well.</content>
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    <title>Peter, you'll appreciate this...</title>
    <published>2006-09-11T15:30:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-11T15:32:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*Claire trips*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire: I meant to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler: Of course you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire: If I hadn't meant to, I wouldn't have done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler: Right. Why did you mean to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire: Elegance. I was deconstructing the heteronormative conception of grace. Performatively.</content>
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    <title>daedalianmusing @ 2006-08-09T09:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-09T13:53:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-09T13:53:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following, though bearing no contentful relation to one another, are &lt;br /&gt;facts, the combination of which gives a faurly accurate description of &lt;br /&gt;just how eventful the last few months have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worth noting, before we embark on such a list, that all is &lt;br /&gt;essentially well, and that I am as content as one can ever be while &lt;br /&gt;still making time for reasonably excessive worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm working in Manhattan, but strongly miss Boston. I think, for now, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sold on the whole Boston thing. Manhattan in a few years when I'm &lt;br /&gt;wealthy. Some time in may, I'd say, I became really attached to &lt;br /&gt;Cambridge. When I go back there, now, it feels comfortable and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I was walking down the street yesterday, and saw a man with a &lt;br /&gt;messenger bag that I knew to cost ~$500. I then looked at his shoes, and &lt;br /&gt;knew them to be Prada. I then realized that I've become one of those &lt;br /&gt;people snobby enough to know such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I've decided definitively to go to law school; this summer has been &lt;br /&gt;of mixed enjoyment, but I really like lawyers, I've found, and I think &lt;br /&gt;corporate work will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I now, in fact, own a pink Ralph Lauren polo shirt. I think this &lt;br /&gt;represents me selling out to the man in just about the only way I hadn't &lt;br /&gt;already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My uniform has definitely changed; I never thought it'd happen, but &lt;br /&gt;jeans are probably now my default. I finally found some slim enough to &lt;br /&gt;flatter me, and off I went. I love the Italians. I suppose a constant &lt;br /&gt;from before is the preference for a jacket, but even then, I tend to &lt;br /&gt;wear them over t-shirts rather than dress shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I think something like Moore's Law governs my clothing selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I intend to regularly go dancing with Claire this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Due to an unfortunate rock climbing accident, my right thumb is no &lt;br /&gt;longer particularly opposable. The official word is that such things &lt;br /&gt;don't really get better without surgery; I'm skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Claire can cook! Visits to Boston this summer have had the added &lt;br /&gt;benefit of being incredibly tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If I ever need to dress up as a pirate, I now own a dress shirt with &lt;br /&gt;ruffles that are ideal for just such an endeavor. Again, I offer warm &lt;br /&gt;fuzzy feelings to the Europeans, for making my present wardrobe &lt;br /&gt;possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Going to work every day, and being on an early schedule, is actually &lt;br /&gt;really nice. In, oh, 4 years, when I have a real career, it'll be &lt;br /&gt;lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Studying for the LSAT, shockingly, is not super-fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Living at home has been stressful, but finally got nice around the &lt;br /&gt;beginning of july or thereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. It's very odd not to be getting any HRSFA-related emails.</content>
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    <title>"It's like sex on hardwood"</title>
    <published>2006-04-08T06:43:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-08T06:43:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A line from Take the Lead, which I saw today; uttered by a beginner as she watched an advanced dancer practice. I'm not certain why, but it struck me as nicely capturing the goal of what it is that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas it will be quite awhile before the sex in question is any good.</content>
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    <title>Eee!</title>
    <published>2006-04-04T03:26:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-04T03:26:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yay!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:daedalianmusing:62308</id>
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    <title>On the way home, written  9:53 PM GMT 3/31/2006</title>
    <published>2006-04-02T07:52:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-02T07:52:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The trip was wonderful; I'm sorry that this break is over. The entire experience was refreshing, and I'm as relaxed as my very uptight self ever is. Distance from Harvard, and who I've become there, was such a blessing. I feel better; somehow cleaner, like little bits of me were poked, and some of the unwanted bits fell clear. I'm not certain what practical implications this will have; the last time I felt this way was as I got to know people at Harvard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless... I had a brilliant time; I'm very happy about how seeing Stephanie turned out, and I'm so very glad I chose to go back to England rather than anywhere else. It was lovely just to be on vacation in a place that I love, without needing worry about an itinerary, because I've seen everything there. I just needed to go back to the things that I missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Seeing Ian McKellen in person; I went to a performance of "The Cut" with Stephanie and her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Going to the dance tailor; it was the most archetypically luxurious and picturesque little shop I could have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ballroom dancing in a gazebo in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Walking onto the Millennium Bridge, in the rain, only to have the sky clear; it was brilliantly bright, and there were just enough drops on the wind that everything sparkled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For the first few days in the city, I definitely felt like I was trying to waltz to a foxtrot; my rhythm just wasn't right, and I kept, both metaphorically and literally, bumping into things. But a few days in to the trip, things suddenly just clicked, and it all felt right again.</content>
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    <title>Wow... I feel like I should be frolicking</title>
    <published>2006-03-23T22:42:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-23T22:42:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...It's positively gorgeous out. Finally there's that refreshing extra something that spring adds to the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I get to enjoy recycled airplane air instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice spring break y'all.</content>
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    <title>daedalianmusing @ 2006-03-20T23:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-21T04:26:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-21T04:32:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow... a not-disastrous picture of us from dancing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eecs.harvard.edu/~vitaly/pics/HI-06//IMG_7335.JPG"&gt;http://www.eecs.harvard.edu/~vitaly/pics/HI-06//IMG_7335.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I also just realized: The fact that I was dripping tanner all over my collar isn't at all as egregiously visible as I'd feared; that's quite a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT 2: The URL is now correct...</content>
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    <title>WOOO!</title>
    <published>2006-03-17T00:24:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-17T00:24:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A law firm in NY offered me a job. I'm... so, so very relieved to have a definite position for this summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going to be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah for everything being on track.</content>
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    <title>Pavlov would be proud</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T06:15:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-16T06:15:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I started listening to Vivaldi as a means of beating back insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now... now the little man's music makes me tired.</content>
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    <title>Panic</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T17:41:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T17:41:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It sometimes amazes me how much a slave I am to technology. Harvard's IMAP servers went down today -- for no more than 10 minutes -- and Apple Mail reported this as a deletion of all of my email (clearly there was some other server it could connect to, which just had no data on it). Given that I'm scheduled to back all of my email up, from the FAS server to my RAID, in a mere 12 hours, I was thrown into an utter panic. 12,000 emails -- everything since September -- potentially lost, without any real trace, because I didn't back them up soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since Septembere; email is something like a diary to me, as there tends to always be at least one person to whom I write regularly and share basically everything -- and for the brief times when there isn't, that tends to be noteworthy as well. I haven't lost more than 20 emails in the last 5 years. The prospect of such a break in the achive just crushed both my OCD bits and my sentimental, nostalgic bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully all is well, and my email is now saved both on my server here and the backup server in NYC. But that was the longest twenty minutes of neurobiology lecture I've ever needed to sit through. I don't think I absorbed a single fact.</content>
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    <title>Could be better, could be worse...</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T06:02:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T06:02:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://thecrimson.com/article.aspx?ref=512049#"&gt;Me and MA in The Crimson&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>daedalianmusing @ 2006-03-12T18:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T23:35:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T23:35:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Also... I've never, ever, been this glad to be in jeans and a tshirt.</content>
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    <title>daedalianmusing @ 2006-03-12T18:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T23:04:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T23:04:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Silver final. Semi finals in everything Bronze and a few Silver events. 6 finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death now</content>
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    <title>Bed now...</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T04:22:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T04:22:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Long, long day... but a fairly happy one; more on that at some point when I don't need to be awake at 6 the next day.</content>
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    <title>Not a real post...</title>
    <published>2006-03-10T18:56:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-10T18:56:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear God it's nice out.</content>
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