Sep 08, 2010 00:06
I was going to break my habit of posting only once a month, but then I got high sick. (this isn't a real excuse)
I feel like my life is one long dialogue between Socially Awkward Penguin and Socially Lazy Sloth. It's like they're halves of my psyche locked in conflict over the battle-scarred landscape of my SOUL, except they never seem to get to the punching bits. (I was going to say something about my ~feelings~ of late here but I couldn't figure out any way to do it that didn't sound a) more ridiculous than the above and b) excessively self-pitying. some "writer" I am
maybe I can't do dialogue anymore because I can't talk to people anymore)
--In other news, my historiography teacher has Kate Beaton comics on her office door and I kind of want to say something about them, but I probably won't. by the way, this class is so cool--there's Old Stuff! I'm allowed to touch it! SO COOL (also punctuation seems to have been optional in Civil War Illinois, it's like I have discovered the true home of my SOUL)
this entry is all ME ME ME and my SOUL, sorry 'bout that
and it's mostly a way to procrastinate on chem. screw division requirements man щ(ಠ益ಠщ)
academia is that near bulgaria,
no one cares,
aaaaaagony