06.24.01: Before you even say anything (not that anyone talks to me about what I say on the site except Tanya, Wendy, and that interesting girl who emailed me a few months ago) I know i lied. I promised I would add more content to the meager site, but alas I have not come through. I just filled in the gaping holes in what promises to be a disgraceful MA thesis which my committee will collectively tear to shreds and use to lien their bird cages with. A draft was in each member's mailbox today. I await the hysterical laughter.
Before you say anything about that last paragraph, I know I used two run-on sentences in there. But, I have been writing seemingly nonstop for the past two weeks to nail the fucker out that I am happy to write with wreckless abandon for a change. Today I feel like writing like J. Mascis plays guitar.
I need to get drunk. Now. I haven't been in a great mood all weekend and I had to get up too goddamn early to meet the deadline that I made for myself. Thus, the need for alcohol.
My chick has left town for a few weeks. She says she'll be back Friday, but who knows. I've been doubting more and more as of late--and it's just getting worse. Anyway, she's been gone for two weeks, and this coming one will make it three. Not that I had any time to spend with her this summer, anyway.
I await July 19th. On July 19th, I will either turn in a final copy of my thesis and be issued an MA in philosophy, or I will not and life will go on. I also have a thirty page paper to finish on Berkeley and his ontology of number. Haven't started that yet, and I have three weeks remaining to finish both projects. Decidedly un-fun.
I'm running out of cigarettes and thanks to political correctness I cannot buy them on campus. Which means: 1) I either have to walk off campus to get cigarettes or 2) I start bumming. We shall see.
This has been a completely trivial update, full of stream-of-consciousness rantings and ravings. Not like anyone reads anyway. Except, as mentioned, Tanya, Wendy and that interesting girl.
Word to your respective mothers.
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