"tell me, Mr. Finch, do you like music?"
A year ago Ani DiFranco was my mistress. But right now I've been having rough, rough sex with Sleater Kinney. These past few months of listening to them, I've realized, were not my home stretch, no, in fact, that was all just foreplay to this major two guitar, one drum set orgasm that is this band. They came from the Pacific northwest.
So I've had a crazy past few days. And, dare I say, rather irresponsible. Din't get a damned thing done on Wednesday, but I woke up on Thursday sick anyway. Sick like my throat hurt, sick like mucous, sick like strep. So I called a freind from com class to tell my prof that I was ill, and emailed her relaying the same. Slept through econ, slept through acting (I couldn't speak, not much acting potential) and of course, didn't got to my com speech. I did have to, however, go to my chem lab. But I hadn't completed the lab or studied for the quiz, so I talked to my T.A., telling her I was sick and promised her I would have work for her by Monday. After two hours of rigorous combining of acids and bases I then escaped for my doctors appointment, I don't have strep. I have ghost mucous and a recommendation to take robitussin DM. But I did get a doctor's note. Phew.
Came back to the Union, coffee house to be exact, called a most likely angry Theatre 100 T.A. saying I was sick. I then sat around the coffee house relaxing until 7 when there was a coffeeouse staff meeting and Graham and I got a ride with Laura to the Hera Gallery. I'm reeeeeally glad I went. Heard some good poetry and met Micah's sister who I think is very good at guitar, and I had to tell her myself, thus, how I met her. So ya, came back, got coffee, talked to Timmy and Graham, and in walks Alex and Sober Jess. They have a car bar.... I afterwards went back to my dorm, realized I was bored, and called up Chris since I haven't seen him in forever. Came back to school with some tea in time for anatomy, went to anatomy, talked to my prof and got my test, got complimented by my professor, came home and got ready to go to New York.
Drove to New York. Dropped Megan off at Crossgates. Went to RPI, saw the doods, left for 'V for Vendetta' at Crossgates. Ran into "fucking Eddy" on the way to the car, the conversation went something like this.
Ashley walking towards her car: "Hey Eddy"
Eddy walking towards his dorm: "Hey"
Ashley:"Come to see V for Vendetta with us."
Eddy now changing direction: "YES!"
I can fill a car with bodies pretty quickly and easily.
.........
Anyway, it's Saturday afternoon, the weather resembles Ireland's, and I'm waiting to go to my cousin's party and to come home and do Dance til Dawn. I hope to have fun.
Quote of the week:
Hooray for existentialists.
So I've had a crazy past few days. And, dare I say, rather irresponsible. Din't get a damned thing done on Wednesday, but I woke up on Thursday sick anyway. Sick like my throat hurt, sick like mucous, sick like strep. So I called a freind from com class to tell my prof that I was ill, and emailed her relaying the same. Slept through econ, slept through acting (I couldn't speak, not much acting potential) and of course, didn't got to my com speech. I did have to, however, go to my chem lab. But I hadn't completed the lab or studied for the quiz, so I talked to my T.A., telling her I was sick and promised her I would have work for her by Monday. After two hours of rigorous combining of acids and bases I then escaped for my doctors appointment, I don't have strep. I have ghost mucous and a recommendation to take robitussin DM. But I did get a doctor's note. Phew.
Came back to the Union, coffee house to be exact, called a most likely angry Theatre 100 T.A. saying I was sick. I then sat around the coffee house relaxing until 7 when there was a coffeeouse staff meeting and Graham and I got a ride with Laura to the Hera Gallery. I'm reeeeeally glad I went. Heard some good poetry and met Micah's sister who I think is very good at guitar, and I had to tell her myself, thus, how I met her. So ya, came back, got coffee, talked to Timmy and Graham, and in walks Alex and Sober Jess. They have a car bar.... I afterwards went back to my dorm, realized I was bored, and called up Chris since I haven't seen him in forever. Came back to school with some tea in time for anatomy, went to anatomy, talked to my prof and got my test, got complimented by my professor, came home and got ready to go to New York.
Drove to New York. Dropped Megan off at Crossgates. Went to RPI, saw the doods, left for 'V for Vendetta' at Crossgates. Ran into "fucking Eddy" on the way to the car, the conversation went something like this.
Ashley walking towards her car: "Hey Eddy"
Eddy walking towards his dorm: "Hey"
Ashley:"Come to see V for Vendetta with us."
Eddy now changing direction: "YES!"
I can fill a car with bodies pretty quickly and easily.
.........
Anyway, it's Saturday afternoon, the weather resembles Ireland's, and I'm waiting to go to my cousin's party and to come home and do Dance til Dawn. I hope to have fun.
Quote of the week:
Hooray for existentialists.