so the gay man's Kama Sutra isn't what it's cracked up to be

Feb 27, 2006 21:15

I mean it's hot. Admittedly. The idea of it especially, not necessarily the one written by Terry Sanderson. It's not bad, but I could write such a better one. And it'd have bigger pictures.

I feel so restless in a hotel room when it's raining, calling random managers from stores to make them shine their light me some chance on a job that a monkey could do.

I want to be a bartender and grow my little Danish poppy seeds by the window. I want that UCSC would let me take religious studies classes. But not like anthropology of religion and psych and relgion or consciousness. I don't want to take classes that look at religion as a concept. I want to study religious tradition in Zen, Dharma, Tao, sacred texts with the Hebrew bible or New Testament or Buddhist texts or Islam or Shamanism and prophecy in Northern America, something specific and cool. Not a class on how dreams are connected to my psyche. Duh. I don't need a class for that. Fuckers.

Well, as of today I am changing my major ONCE again. Education, minor in Spanish I spose. Here I go.
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