this extraordinary machine
Lately everyone has been really into posting lists of things that make them happy. Well, I am here to list the things that make me very, very angry.
1. When cigarette smoke is blown in your face while you are enjoying the lovely autumn air.
2. Leaving a song on repeat and falling asleep while working so that when you wake up it has 92 PLAY COUNTS on iTunes, which is not an accurate representation of how often you would play it at all.
3. Having doubts about a major and dreading advising sessions because they invariably will not help.
4. 8 AM classes when your REM cycle is from 4 AM to noon.
5. When something you wanted to say in discussion is said by somebody else first, only not as well.
6. Carbon monoxide. ON SO MANY LEVELS. Triple bonding whatever blah blah blah.
7. Your not being able to enjoy Boston because you have a midterm in EVERY CLASS next week.
8. The lack of instantaneous transportation between Boston and Austin. I mean, what is that?
9. The morbid kid who sits behind me in religion discussion.
10. Being unable to get to the post office to send your mail.
That was a pretty great angst session, lacking only in Java Chip Ice Cream. This type of angst - namely, listed angst - is so intensely focused it is Poseidon-worthy. Huh.
Well.
Off to go shake some mortals and quake some earth.
1. When cigarette smoke is blown in your face while you are enjoying the lovely autumn air.
2. Leaving a song on repeat and falling asleep while working so that when you wake up it has 92 PLAY COUNTS on iTunes, which is not an accurate representation of how often you would play it at all.
3. Having doubts about a major and dreading advising sessions because they invariably will not help.
4. 8 AM classes when your REM cycle is from 4 AM to noon.
5. When something you wanted to say in discussion is said by somebody else first, only not as well.
6. Carbon monoxide. ON SO MANY LEVELS. Triple bonding whatever blah blah blah.
7. Your not being able to enjoy Boston because you have a midterm in EVERY CLASS next week.
8. The lack of instantaneous transportation between Boston and Austin. I mean, what is that?
9. The morbid kid who sits behind me in religion discussion.
10. Being unable to get to the post office to send your mail.
That was a pretty great angst session, lacking only in Java Chip Ice Cream. This type of angst - namely, listed angst - is so intensely focused it is Poseidon-worthy. Huh.
Well.
Off to go shake some mortals and quake some earth.