Days left of school: 8 (TOTALLY FUCKING SCARY AS HELL ( Read more... )

Fucking ecstatic right now. Spent maybe 2 hours freaking out and crying in this little cubicle desk in the library. Became Inspired by Truman’s decision to use the atomic bomb despite the fact that the war was virtually over. Wrote until 3. Truman hated the Japanese. 85 percent of Americans hated them too. I don’t hate the Japanese, but I write ( Read more... )

I’m listening to Jethro Tull for the first time right now. Actually, that’s a lie - my dad introduced me to Jethro Tull when I was like two or three or something because I remember that he put on a record and we switched to cassette tapes kind of early. It’s good. I feel like I’m somewhere else listening to it for the first time through and I ( Read more... )

I’m one of the top 5 finalists for Spring Formal Queen. That means I’m on the fucking ballot for QUEEN. That means I HATE MY FRIEEEEENDS AGKHSGHJ:SDJGHN:DSJG ( Read more... )

I’m reintroducing my conference meter. The whole idea is simple: every day or every other day I post in my lj how my conference work is going, and if you think I’m slacking you either a) call me and bitch if you’re a friend from home, b) slap me in the face if you go to Sarah Lawrence or c) IM/Emai/or reply to the post. I need your help. You can ( Read more... )

Elle Driver (California Mountain Snake)

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I only lasted in the library last night until 11. That means I was working for 8 hours and somehow only managed to write around 5 more pages of my Japanese Lit conference and read about 40 pages. Where the hell did my work ethic go ( Read more... )

I’m sitting in the government documents room right now with Katie, writing a dialogue between john Maynard Keynes and Karl Marx in the event that the two are resurrected and have the opportunity to debate about the current form of capitalism and the introduction of the knowledge economy. That’s fucking weird ( Read more... )

Thanks to Katie ( Read more... )

I hate Sarah Lawrence right now. Last night I dreamed that I was at home, smoking cigarettes in my backyard while reading some book, seeing movies with everyone, and going to Stir Crazy… you know, like the good old times. And then I wake up. I fucking wake up, the dream still fresh in my memory, and I realize that I’m in New York and at Sarah ( Read more... )