only queers write in livejournal anywaY
I had my first real life experience the other day. Suffice it to say, lsitening to people read t.s. eliot in a dimly lit room and watching them almost orgasm every time they finsish a fucking sentence is...not as satisfying as i'd anticipated. i guess there is more to life than pseudo-intellectual university groups , of which i now consider myselfs a member by writing this.
in other news, i think i can quit smoking. but i'll probably quit for a couple days and then buy a pack. as a matter of fact, ill probably buy a pack tomorrow. the first coffee and post lecture cigarettes are what i look forward to most in life.
i have so much reading to do. i should be a fucking genius once i get out of here. a number of my courses (i.e. two) deal with language in a very analytical way. this of course makes me wondfer about burroughs and what he wrote about the word. i think with enough concentration it will be posisble to undermine the word's authority somehow. i've had enough of it anyway.
its almost one. my roommate left to get ice cream like an hour ago. i wonder if she's been raped and killed. depravity seems to be catching.
in other news, i think i can quit smoking. but i'll probably quit for a couple days and then buy a pack. as a matter of fact, ill probably buy a pack tomorrow. the first coffee and post lecture cigarettes are what i look forward to most in life.
i have so much reading to do. i should be a fucking genius once i get out of here. a number of my courses (i.e. two) deal with language in a very analytical way. this of course makes me wondfer about burroughs and what he wrote about the word. i think with enough concentration it will be posisble to undermine the word's authority somehow. i've had enough of it anyway.
its almost one. my roommate left to get ice cream like an hour ago. i wonder if she's been raped and killed. depravity seems to be catching.