I feel caught in a kind of loop: I’m not sure if I’m depressed because “Nausea” mirrors my thoughts and ideas, or if “Nausea” depresses me because I identify so much with the thoughts and ideas presented. In either event, reading Sartre is definitely not a panacea for the blues ( Read more... )

I stayed up later than I prefer last night, following an elusive muse (not an elusive mused, which, although a clever reference, is far too simple of an obscure note to make [One of these days I’m going to have to print a little notebook of all the reference I make, just in order to make up new ones.]) I dumped about 20 pages of my draft, an ( Read more... )

I got a birthday package from my aunt (only 77 days after my birthday, no less.) I got $30, a pair of pants that would have fit me prior to going to college, a cool shirt, and one less-than-cool shirt ( Read more... )

“Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Monkey/You Know That I’m a Junky ( Read more... )

I just finished my paper (barely 7 pages) and scheduled my classes. I’m taking Film 101B, French 178Y, and Comparative Lit 191. I can’t feel unburdened with my paper being finished because every time a burden is lifted, the next one is ready to fall on my back (not counting those burdens that never leave me ( Read more... )

I feel I complain too much about little things. (“No shit.”) I feel like I’m a colossal nuisance to everyone I meet. (“That’s funny, because you are a colossal nuisance.”) I feel like I run into the same people every day because…(“you’re trapped in your moronic routines and habits ( Read more... )

I’ve decided the Republican party motto should be: “Fuck you, this is mine!” Or, if you’re fan of a better sound bite: “MINE!” Want to keep the assault weapons out of the hands of criminals and terrorists? “Fuck you, this is mine!” Want to raise taxes to help pay for the exorbitant spending we as a people ask of our lawmakers? “Fuck you, this ( Read more... )

Yes, it’s long, I know. It’s not like you actually read it or anything. Skim for key words (Fuck is always a good one.)

Instead of writing my paper I watched Fight Club, my first time all the way through. I know, you’re shocked, a jackass film major who hadn’t seen Fight Club. It’d always be on, my brothers or dad watching it, and I’d come in ( Read more... )

I got a B on my lit midterm, and since I’m taking the class pass/no-pass, I’d have to screw up pretty royally to not pass. I also just took my logic midterm, which I’m predicting I’ll also get a B on (two of my four conversions were questionable [each being 10% of my grade ( Read more... )

I voted early (not often, unfortunately.) My parents and I went to Norwalk on Sunday and we voted. I don’t need to tell you who or what I voted for or against (most can tell my leftist diatribe almost automatically, and [as a hint] if the words “Stem cell” “Kerry” or “Indian gaming” were mentioned, odds are I voted for it ( Read more... )