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This essay sprouted out of flipping through a few books of essays and noticing how much I annotate (the amount of marginalia is ridiculous/copious/maybe unnecessary? let me assure you.) I felt a weird shame in appropriating other people’s text, and I figured what better way to start writing a piece than with a layer of ashamedness drizzled over. The first draft was very much about annotation (the technical, the physical, etc etc) but I soon realized with the help of whiskey and 90’s British band Spearmint (I will evangelize Spearmint until I die) that there was something else brooding under the surface.