dark pit of dark despair. omg, teh woe.
Unaccountably miserable for the past few weeks. No idea why, though things seem to be on the way back up.
Been ridiculously hermit-like, also. Apologies to everyone I haven't caught up with, especially little_grey_rat and darthbessie and onegiantrabbit, among others. Give me two-ish weeks and I'll be able to, like, see people and stuff.
Handed in the Worst Essay I've Ever Written, and should be getting the result on Wednesday. Not particularly impressed with myself on that one, even though I tried to try. Stupid Foucault and stupid incomprehensible drivel about stupid crap. Bah. I wish I'd known that critical theory was considered to be exactly the same thing as Philosophy, because I am so totally not a philosophy student. There was a reason I stopped after first year, dammit. And now Deleuze is so much worse, partially because of the fangirls people who adore him. Also beginning to stress about this thesis chapter due in two weeks, probably because I haven't done enough research.
Also, how can one be a Postmodernist Marxist? Stupid Jameson. *stabs*
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhh.
*cough*
Yeah.
Also, CSI is the worst show. Tsunami, wtf? So. Bad. Ugh.
But you know what else? I graduated from Arts/Science a week or so ago. Finally. Go me. Of course I didn't get to enjoy it all that much, because I had the Worst Essay I've Ever Written due in the next day, which totally sucked. But yeah. I totally didn't trip over. I was so convinced that I would. Like, doff the hat, shake the hand, take the testamur, and fall *splat* on my face. Like in Family Guy or something. So exactly what I'd do.
And the best thing about not this whole not leaving the house except a couple of times a week for uni and work? All the DVDs I can afford to buy. Yep. Dvdsoon.com is totally my friend. I am now the proud owner of Total Eclipse, Wilde, Gormenghast, Gangster No. 1, Quills, Prick Up Your Ears, Wuthering Heights, Crime and Punishment (with Crispin Glover - yay!) and some others. And - shut up, I didn't only buy them because they're the HP actors' gay movies. Also, Zim and Blackadder from adonai_hure. *drownz in too many movies aah*
Also, work is so much more fun on a full moon before a public holiday. People are really, really strange less dull than usual. The bottle shop was packed all afternoon. On a Sunday, which is unheard of.
Hoping to get to Kiss Kiss Bang Bang in a couple of weeks, which should be good. Or, rather, it will be good, because all of you lovely people will be coming, too, won't you? Because it's like, oldschool. Like, deathrock and postpunk and [insert pretentious and meaningless label to confuse people who aren't as cool as you]. But I bet they'll even play Sex Gang. *nods*
But yeah. Who would've thought? Goth music in a goth club? Bah. Unheard of.
Wow, that was a really, really random post. *does a jig of despair*
So now, choice between that bottle of red wine I bought, or coffee and postmodern theory about bodies and technologies. Suggestions? Because I'm totally tending towards the former...
Been ridiculously hermit-like, also. Apologies to everyone I haven't caught up with, especially little_grey_rat and darthbessie and onegiantrabbit, among others. Give me two-ish weeks and I'll be able to, like, see people and stuff.
Handed in the Worst Essay I've Ever Written, and should be getting the result on Wednesday. Not particularly impressed with myself on that one, even though I tried to try. Stupid Foucault and stupid incomprehensible drivel about stupid crap. Bah. I wish I'd known that critical theory was considered to be exactly the same thing as Philosophy, because I am so totally not a philosophy student. There was a reason I stopped after first year, dammit. And now Deleuze is so much worse, partially because of the fangirls people who adore him. Also beginning to stress about this thesis chapter due in two weeks, probably because I haven't done enough research.
Also, how can one be a Postmodernist Marxist? Stupid Jameson. *stabs*
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhh.
*cough*
Yeah.
Also, CSI is the worst show. Tsunami, wtf? So. Bad. Ugh.
But you know what else? I graduated from Arts/Science a week or so ago. Finally. Go me. Of course I didn't get to enjoy it all that much, because I had the Worst Essay I've Ever Written due in the next day, which totally sucked. But yeah. I totally didn't trip over. I was so convinced that I would. Like, doff the hat, shake the hand, take the testamur, and fall *splat* on my face. Like in Family Guy or something. So exactly what I'd do.
And the best thing about not this whole not leaving the house except a couple of times a week for uni and work? All the DVDs I can afford to buy. Yep. Dvdsoon.com is totally my friend. I am now the proud owner of Total Eclipse, Wilde, Gormenghast, Gangster No. 1, Quills, Prick Up Your Ears, Wuthering Heights, Crime and Punishment (with Crispin Glover - yay!) and some others. And - shut up, I didn't only buy them because they're the HP actors' gay movies. Also, Zim and Blackadder from adonai_hure. *drownz in too many movies aah*
Also, work is so much more fun on a full moon before a public holiday. People are really, really strange less dull than usual. The bottle shop was packed all afternoon. On a Sunday, which is unheard of.
Hoping to get to Kiss Kiss Bang Bang in a couple of weeks, which should be good. Or, rather, it will be good, because all of you lovely people will be coming, too, won't you? Because it's like, oldschool. Like, deathrock and postpunk and [insert pretentious and meaningless label to confuse people who aren't as cool as you]. But I bet they'll even play Sex Gang. *nods*
But yeah. Who would've thought? Goth music in a goth club? Bah. Unheard of.
Wow, that was a really, really random post. *does a jig of despair*
So now, choice between that bottle of red wine I bought, or coffee and postmodern theory about bodies and technologies. Suggestions? Because I'm totally tending towards the former...