So work is not so exciting yet. I'm doing interesting things, but only because I'm making stuff up for me to do. Learning some cool stuff about the law, very nerdy, but I enjoy it. Unfortunately, it ain't gonna last like this ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting at work...at my new job. The Department of Justice. Right. I got a passcard and everything. So high-tech. Except, all we've been doing is getting training on Outlook and a Case Management system that 3/4 of us can't even use. So we're supposed to just sit here and watch a projection screen for two hours ( Read more... )

misty windows. completely.

1. OUTKAST ENCODING
I just finished ripping Speakerboxx onto the IBook and just started The Love Below. What was weird was that under the Artist label, The Love Below was encoded as 'Outkast' but Speakerboxx was encoded only as 'Big Boi'.

What's even weirder is how much I'm analyzing this shit.

2. WHY PEOPLE THINK I'M A HOMO/B.i.CK PART 37So ( Read more... )

irish
christ porn
sushi success
swings
sand pit
GRIZZ-OWL
exorcism

good friday indeed

even though OK Computer is my favourite radiohead album, i'm frequently inspired to think this album is indeed the greatest rock album ever, ahead of Appetite for Destruction, Look What The Cat Dragged In and New Jersey (in that order ( Read more... )

so i finally made it on time for my class and it wasn't cancelled. which would be great, except she ended class an hour early because we were done the course. which would be great, except I HAVEN'T ACTUALLY LEARNED ANYTHING YET. seriously, i have at least ten days more notes for every other class than for this one

prognosis? shitty

it seems as though as much as everything is supposed to change, nothing really does. when i opened up the newspaper today, all i could think was "please let it be a white guy, please let it be a white guy." i hate it when my mom's sick.

it's 2:46 am. or something like that. my footnotes are three-quarters done. all i want to do is play basketball, go nightswimming in a lake, and sit and chill and talk on the deck underneath a porch light and flick bugs off my arms as the night gets colder, then go for a walk that seems longer than it is because of the darkness and finally go to ( Read more... )

...but it's kind of sad this is what our education has come to...figuring the angles not on how he's going to mark our papers, but on how everyone else will fuck up and help us on the curve.