So as to make this livejournal not merely a repository of Youtube links...
I have written 45 pages about philosophy in the past week, going on ad nauseum regarding subjects that nobody should really have the time to care about. I enjoyed this greatly. This worries me. I spent almost 24 hours consecutively at All-Saints Cafe. I saw the sun set and rise over the railroad tracks while smoking cigarettes and complaining to anyone who would listen.
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A week ago I went out drinking with some of the graduate students in the philosophy department accompanied by a professor I respect deeply and a relatively influential visiting speaker. They are nice people. They are every bit as broken as you would imagine.
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Almost everyone I know well in this town is in the process of leaving. I am going to several parties tonight 'celebrating' this fact. Everyone is transitioning into a new stage in their lives, and I just can't kick this horrible sense of stagnation.
I'm not sure how I'm going to deal with this. This worries me. Summers in Tallahassee are poison to the soul.
I will:
• Improve my dietary habits
• Consume more water and less coffee/tea
• Work to improve my cooking abilities
• Go to the gym seriously for the first time in my life
• Quit smoking
• again
• Drink less/more depending upon what is called for
• Practice transcendental meditation to beat the summer heat. No, not really
• Make certain that I am in good standing with regards to getting into graduate school
• Read read read read read read read more so that I can know what I'm talking about and elucidate my thoughts in the vocabulary and tradition of analytic philosop .....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....
• Reorganize my bookshelf
• Thoroughly clean the hardwood floors and apply something to make them have a luster about them
• Meet new people
• again
• Make better use of my netflix account
• Return 'Scenes From a Marriage' to video21 in the middle of the night so that they do not capture me, torture me, and force me to pay my $200 late fee
• Spend less time on the internet
• Not submit a false police report about my racist, obnoxious, loud country music enjoying, beer-pong-playing-on-a-tuesday-night-in-the-middle-of-finals-week neighbors
• Improve and refine my writing sample
• Address underlying social anxiety issues
• Shave my head
• Relationships? Who could possibly have time for such a thing?
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I'll let you fill in those last three, dear readers.
hopefully not too emo (I really hate this as an adjective), just some thoughts at the end of another semester
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A week ago I went out drinking with some of the graduate students in the philosophy department accompanied by a professor I respect deeply and a relatively influential visiting speaker. They are nice people. They are every bit as broken as you would imagine.
---------------
Almost everyone I know well in this town is in the process of leaving. I am going to several parties tonight 'celebrating' this fact. Everyone is transitioning into a new stage in their lives, and I just can't kick this horrible sense of stagnation.
I'm not sure how I'm going to deal with this. This worries me. Summers in Tallahassee are poison to the soul.
I will:
• Improve my dietary habits
• Consume more water and less coffee/tea
• Work to improve my cooking abilities
• Go to the gym seriously for the first time in my life
• Quit smoking
• again
• Drink less/more depending upon what is called for
• Practice transcendental meditation to beat the summer heat. No, not really
• Make certain that I am in good standing with regards to getting into graduate school
• Read read read read read read read more so that I can know what I'm talking about and elucidate my thoughts in the vocabulary and tradition of analytic philosop .....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....
• Reorganize my bookshelf
• Thoroughly clean the hardwood floors and apply something to make them have a luster about them
• Meet new people
• again
• Make better use of my netflix account
• Return 'Scenes From a Marriage' to video21 in the middle of the night so that they do not capture me, torture me, and force me to pay my $200 late fee
• Spend less time on the internet
• Not submit a false police report about my racist, obnoxious, loud country music enjoying, beer-pong-playing-on-a-tuesday-night-in-the-middle-of-finals-week neighbors
• Improve and refine my writing sample
• Address underlying social anxiety issues
• Shave my head
• Relationships? Who could possibly have time for such a thing?
•
•
•
I'll let you fill in those last three, dear readers.
hopefully not too emo (I really hate this as an adjective), just some thoughts at the end of another semester