I'm at the damn school. So much for my fucking Saturday. I hate this place. I have to help run a concession stand for the philosophy club (fund raiser). I thought I would come early, check my e-mail and write a few things before I waste my night away by handing out popcorn. I wish I didn't work here. I wish I didn't respect the people who hover ( Read more... )

My fingers are bleeding. I've found too many interesting pots to dig my fragile nails into: School, work (two jobs: one full time, and another that wants my full time), philosophy club, ethics panel discussion group, a beautiful girl, ethics bowl team (hasn't started yet, thank god). I've been in the library (my work) for the last 39 days straight ( Read more... )