escape from burning ilium
the week from hell is over. phew.
seriously, last week was crazy. most days i was gone from nine (or earlier) until dinnertime, after which i locked myself in the library because i had to write papers. and i still have to fill out twelve different forms for various and sundry things like my honors project, summer mail, extensions of staying, another honors project (for the honors program, not the registrar. it's a bit ridiculous.) seriously, i need more ranks in bureaucracy.
but now that the week is over, i've got copious free time. unlike most people, i actually like finals week because it's so laid back and i can watch all sorts of movies and anime and such for a whole week. anyways, recap of exciting things i've been up to.
the muse concert was pretty amazing. apparently i had done my math wrong when i told my dad to pick me up at two from college because i got to merriweather post at five, two hours before the concert. so we sat around (my parents and i) and i told them about my epic poem and what i planned on doing with it and how it related to all these different themes of epic poetry blah blah blah. it was slightly awkward because mom kept asking question about this "rock" concert and she seemed rather worried. i told chris i felt kind of bad because i really wasn't going to any kind of dangerous concert--it's muse for crying out loud. if i was going to see, oh i don't know, almost anybody else i listen to, then mom might have a reason for worrying about me. but no. muse=not dangerous. seriously, most of the people there were like fourteen. i could have stepped on them and crushed them into a little emo pancake.
anyways, muse was amazing. they played BOTH starlight and stockholm syndrome. my chemical romance was okay i guess. the second half was cool when they played their old stuff. anyways, the concert ended and we drove back to catholic and everyone fell asleep on the way back. chris and i wandered and talked mad intelligent during a thunderstorm and fell asleep early because we were pretty tired. i left the next morning around eleven, got back to messiah around 2.
last night i went to see spiderman 3. it's fun. i don't want to do a movie review because i feel that too many people do "movie review" journals and frankly i could care less what you, anonymous person on the internet who's probably morbidly obese and pirated the movie from your friend who works in the film industry because you can't get your ass out of the computer chair, thinks about x movie. you'd think that when all the newspapers rejected your weekly movie column it was a sign, but you were relentless. oh no, we've all got to be subjected to YOUR perception of what makes a good movie, because i trust a five hundred pound tub of whale blubber more than my own inclinations. go buy a nordic track.
other minor excitements in daniel's life: we started an improv club which will probably die out in a few days when we get bored of it. last night at dinner we talked all in three-word sentences. i got so fed up with my book for darwin and darwinism i stabbed it twice. i just bought a smutload of anime from adv's golden week sale. today is no pants day. tomorrow brian regan comes to messiah. tomorrow is also national make out day. duct tape war is four days away.
seriously, last week was crazy. most days i was gone from nine (or earlier) until dinnertime, after which i locked myself in the library because i had to write papers. and i still have to fill out twelve different forms for various and sundry things like my honors project, summer mail, extensions of staying, another honors project (for the honors program, not the registrar. it's a bit ridiculous.) seriously, i need more ranks in bureaucracy.
but now that the week is over, i've got copious free time. unlike most people, i actually like finals week because it's so laid back and i can watch all sorts of movies and anime and such for a whole week. anyways, recap of exciting things i've been up to.
the muse concert was pretty amazing. apparently i had done my math wrong when i told my dad to pick me up at two from college because i got to merriweather post at five, two hours before the concert. so we sat around (my parents and i) and i told them about my epic poem and what i planned on doing with it and how it related to all these different themes of epic poetry blah blah blah. it was slightly awkward because mom kept asking question about this "rock" concert and she seemed rather worried. i told chris i felt kind of bad because i really wasn't going to any kind of dangerous concert--it's muse for crying out loud. if i was going to see, oh i don't know, almost anybody else i listen to, then mom might have a reason for worrying about me. but no. muse=not dangerous. seriously, most of the people there were like fourteen. i could have stepped on them and crushed them into a little emo pancake.
anyways, muse was amazing. they played BOTH starlight and stockholm syndrome. my chemical romance was okay i guess. the second half was cool when they played their old stuff. anyways, the concert ended and we drove back to catholic and everyone fell asleep on the way back. chris and i wandered and talked mad intelligent during a thunderstorm and fell asleep early because we were pretty tired. i left the next morning around eleven, got back to messiah around 2.
last night i went to see spiderman 3. it's fun. i don't want to do a movie review because i feel that too many people do "movie review" journals and frankly i could care less what you, anonymous person on the internet who's probably morbidly obese and pirated the movie from your friend who works in the film industry because you can't get your ass out of the computer chair, thinks about x movie. you'd think that when all the newspapers rejected your weekly movie column it was a sign, but you were relentless. oh no, we've all got to be subjected to YOUR perception of what makes a good movie, because i trust a five hundred pound tub of whale blubber more than my own inclinations. go buy a nordic track.
other minor excitements in daniel's life: we started an improv club which will probably die out in a few days when we get bored of it. last night at dinner we talked all in three-word sentences. i got so fed up with my book for darwin and darwinism i stabbed it twice. i just bought a smutload of anime from adv's golden week sale. today is no pants day. tomorrow brian regan comes to messiah. tomorrow is also national make out day. duct tape war is four days away.