I am so bored with the first week of school. How about instead of talking about the syllabus, you just let us read it on our own time and you start lecturing about interesting things, 'kay ( Read more... )

I thought I had forgotten what peace of mind was. I had started to assume that I would permanently be in a state of mental agitation, unable to block out the frustration of the state of the world, everything I hate about people, all that's wrong with me ( Read more... )

My nose hurts! Tissue burn ( Read more... )

I have a cold. I also have insomnia. Nyquil it is then ( Read more... )

So, I've been very neglectful of this poor thing, because I've been much to ansty to sit and update it. My antsy-ness has been fueled by rage, tea and Celestino's pizza. The rage has been fueled by Intelligent Design and Iraq and the way the survivors of Katrina are being treated. The only one that's causing productive rage is the first one. ( Read more... )

You know how you hear a demo or live version of a song you really love and you are really familiar with? And it seems very different and jarring, but you love it the same? You could kind of use that as a metaphor my life right now. Things seem weird, but I'm loving it all the same ( Read more... )

I heart Fall Out Boy in extreme portions. I also feel guilt in extreme portions for never giving them any of my money, I.E. never buying one their CDs. Oh well, I'll go buy a shirt or hoodie when I have money again ( Read more... )

I'm in a mood for picking a fight. Either one in which I protect one of my friends from verbal abuse, or one in where some serious intellectual debating goes down. Like today, my Biology class was cancelled, so I went to the Writing Center early. I ended up getting involved in a debate with Eric and Beau over whether emotion generated by a hopeless ( Read more... )