Don't let anyone tell you caffeine is not a drug.

Oct 12, 2008 20:07

I had 3 cups with dinner tonight, and I definitely feel like I am on drug(s). Which is partially to blame for my deciding to update this poor neglected journal of mine. I really should keep a more regular journal, though maybe not this one.

Anyway...so the semester is almost half over. That frightens me. I'm probably not as far along ins the research process of either of my papers. I'm leaving early Wednesday morning for Albuquerque and won't be back until probably Monday night. Before I leave I have to turn in a project update for Carrie's class. It's due Thursday, but since I won't be there I'm going to try to have it ready to turn in on Tuesday. The class is about the corporation, I am researching Martin Diedrich of Diedrich Coffee and more recently of Kean Coffee. I hadn't done much in the way of research before today. After we woke up late yet again, Rhonda and I eventually made it to the library at school where we spent much of the day. I'm about to start work on that update and hopefully have it (mostly) finished tonight.

There's also a paper due in my history class on Wednesday (which I also will not be attending. I have to an in-depth analysis of one primary source, approximately 4 pages. For whatever reason this class scares me more than most. Of all the assignments we've turned in so far (only 3 of them), I haven't felt like I've done any of them quite right. I'm still trying to decide which document I'm going to analyze. Mostly I'm trying not to think about it tonight and at least get my other paper done.

We went out Friday night, which was probably not the right thing to do. Paul and Millie and another friend of theirs (Kelly?) picked us up after leaving a (Mormon) wedding in Brea and we all went to MJs in Silverlake. I had never been to MJs, but had heard that it was fun. It was definitely different than the fag bars in West Hollywood. The crowd was less...pretty? The crowd is a bit more diverse. I'm still undecided though. As soon as we got there, I was confused about the bathroom situation. There are two different doors, but each room contains two urinals and one stall. When we went pee the second time, Rhonda and I both went into the stall and took turns peeing. We got yelled at to hurry up and go one at a time. Later some guy told Rhonda to use the bathroom on the right, leading her to think that we got yelled at for using the bathroom preferred for sexy time activities. The music was slightly better than most gay bars, but the lighting and abundant smoke made me feel like I might have a seizure. The heat also made me itchy. I probably should have showered before we went. It made my hives act up. If they are hives. I've had some sort of rash going on for about two weeks now. I've even got dry red skin next to one of my eyes, it's pretty great. I'm theorizing that I'm allergic to the new laundry detergent, so I'm trying out another tonight. Also a bit unappetizing was the fact that at MJs one was inundated with dong. Dong everywhere...everywhere. There were many tv screens and a large projection screen behind the dance floor. All the tvs featured video collages of dongs...doing what they do...alone...together. I won't go into any more detail. Assume the worst. The screen behind the dance floor was kind of funny because it had dong imagery with scenes from childrens movies (cartoons) and other films spliced in.

I thought it would be helpful to get some of this out before I started working, but I'd better just get to work now. Maybe it's the coffee or the nagging guilt about leaving town for 5 days when I've got so much to do. My thoughts feel all over the place.
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