Tina Fey got a B.A. in Theatre from University of Virginia. Only a B.A. Not a B.F.A. and not from Yale or UCLA or something. Virginia. Virginia is where log cabins once were, I think. All this to say that you, Lie, who persists that successful people will never be rendered from state schools… You’re still a Lie. The reason why people do well is because of exactly what happens between reality and their person, how they choose to interact. My Professional Development professor (for whom I have softened upon seeing some vulnerability in his office hours “I’m exhausted” and hearing about how he had some accident last year that changed him) asked about graduate school and what we would study today. I had caffeinated coffee this morning; I raised my hand:

“Writing for Television. Like SNL.”

He squinted at “SNL” and interpreted, “Savings & Loan?”

“Saturday Night Life…” I said quickly, then played along, “Savings & Loan is my passion.” The class laughed. I wasn’t trying to be “funny”, but they laughed.

Tina Fey also took classes at Second City, which I have totally contemplated since high school. I don’t mean to obsess, I’m pretty sure this doesn’t qualify as obsessing… I don’t really idolize people so much as desire to look at them and learn.

Speaking of that, my friend Ruth – I love experiencing things by her side. She gives you a constant update of her thoughts and emotions as they come. “What’s happening, Angela? Why aren’t they talking. I want them to talk. This is creeping me out. Okay, I’m getting a carrot. I’m going for the carrot.” Her eyes are this luminous pale gray/green and her features are finely detailed. I can tell she’s not just spouting empty chatter. I get to see her grasp each detail of reality as it comes to her. I saw her, Chelsey, and Lindsay yesterday. They invited me over for dinner and saved me from spending Easter entirely with my dog.