In ages gone by we were fed by the moon...
I have a paper due tomorrow, and I don't feel it's going very well. Annoyance. And I have absolutely no desire to write it. None whatsoever. I would rather be writing the paper I have due next tuesday. Oh well. I have too much to do in general. I should watchin "Tootsie" sometime today for class, and I know I won't have the time. It's been a while since I've seen it. I guess I won't be talking much in class tomorrow. That's ok.
In my Women in American Religion book, one utopian community group thing described sex as "a joyful act of fellowship." I really enjoy that.
This weekend we have all sorts of people staying in my room. Ergo I am moving to Isaac's for the weekend. Hooray.
I cannot wait for spring break. I want it so badly. But don't expect to see me, I won't be in LA for more than three days. Two days maybe? I'm not sure. I just want to not have to do work for a while. Why am I a good student? It's more fun not being one. I don't want to do all my work, but I do it.
Bah.
Bah.
Bah.
In my Women in American Religion book, one utopian community group thing described sex as "a joyful act of fellowship." I really enjoy that.
This weekend we have all sorts of people staying in my room. Ergo I am moving to Isaac's for the weekend. Hooray.
I cannot wait for spring break. I want it so badly. But don't expect to see me, I won't be in LA for more than three days. Two days maybe? I'm not sure. I just want to not have to do work for a while. Why am I a good student? It's more fun not being one. I don't want to do all my work, but I do it.
Bah.
Bah.
Bah.