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It's starting to feel like my weekdays are all the same, and my life doesn't start getting interesting until Thursday afternoon...
It's true, though. Monday through 5 PM Thursday, all I do is schoolwork, homework, tutoring hours, and research for professors...
I also spend a lot of time using the copy machine. Do you need to know how to do 2-sided copies of larger-than-average materials? I am now the person to ask.
Thursday night was Stammtisch. I drank beer and smoked cigarettes and laughed a lot.
Friday, all I did was hang out with Matt, Peter, and Juliana. We went to hang out with friends at Wilhagan's, then met up with Pedro and others at Mellow Mushroom. I finally got the chance to sit down and talk to Pedro for a bit, and that was nice.
We also drank beers and danced around to a funk band. Good times were had by all, but especially by this one guy there that was obviously rolling. He was a dancin' machine...
Saturday I visited Matt for a bit, then headed up to Birmingham around 6. Eric and Nick and I hung out, I tagged along with them to take pictures of skaters, then we went out dancing with a whole crowd of people. That was a lot of fun...It would have been moreso if the DJ picked better music...
After the dancing, Eric, Nick, and I went back to Eric's to hang out. I found a new way to wear my hair. It makes me feel like a Viking.
Sunday we all slept in and hung out for a bit, then I had to go meet my parents at 4:45 for dinner. We went to Office Max. I got a label-maker.
Then we went up to Vulcan and spent some time looking at Birmingham from the top. It was really neat. It always is, though...
We ate dinner and had a nice time. They updated me on family happenings and we spoke of school and summer jobs...My cousin Ginger is adopting a baby with her partner. I wish she weren't 10 years older than me and that we were closer, because it'd probably be neat to watch new gay parents settling into family life...And it would be helpful in the future when I want to do the same, to have her as a resource...
Afterwards I went to Nick's studio to hang out while he was finishing up a shoot. I fell asleep reading the New Yorker...After the shoot, we went back to his place and tinkered around for a few hours, then I drove home.
Today I slept hella late, went to get coffee and read the New Yorker. I should be revising an article review, but I left the review of my first draft at home and can't really do much without it...Eh well...
Ickna has started fixing my spare laptop. It's tiny. With it and a few other essentials (my new labelmaker among them), my access to information and ability to commit acts of social hacking will greatly improve...
Now that Spring is hitting Alabama again (thanks to global warming and new Daylight Savings Time), I want to travel. I don't just want to take a roadtrip, I want to leave and lose myself in another place and never come back. Options high on the list are WWoOFing in Hawai'i or banging around Europe for a while. I want to go back to Germany and Prague...Except this time, in Prague, I think I would call upon Rick of Homo Superior to show me a less touristy (but much more entertaining) side of Prague...
--RIAA tells students: Pay up for downloads. Common sense should tell the RIAA that if students aren't throwing money away on CDs with only 1 or 2 good songs, they're probably not able to pay the settlements you want. It's not like it's going to stop the RIAA from harassing students and plunging them into debt, though...
--Vatican watchdog eyes Spanish Jesuit due to the Marxist leanings of his liberation theology. Oh God forbid, he's teaching the poor that they deserve economic, political, and social justice. Why people can't seem to see the church as the means of social control that it is is beyond me. But take a look at the Pope's clothes, or the palaces of the Vatican. It's easy to see why they don't view Marxist ideology favorably...
--Time-travel impossible, according to scientists. Well shit. That means I am never going to be the person who catches Jack the Ripper.
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