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I think that this semester will be awesome. Symbolic logic will be, well, symbolic logic...and who knows what HIS 109 will be like, but color theory should be very fun and relaxing. Evolution and Ethics--I'm pretty sure--will be the best class I've ever taken! I'm soooooo excited about it!!!
Bravo boy called me tonight, informing me that he might be in Lexington this weekend. (I'll be working, of course, but I'll be up to the wee hours on Saturday afterward) I dunno....Marine...*shudders*...I just can't get that out of my head. Is it wrong that I consider unapologetic military service to be a deal breaker? I don't really think so. In order to be in the military, you must (to some degree) value your country/your lifestyle/your community/whatever over human life. I believe that anyone who could do that is entirely incompatible with me on the deepest possible level. Can love overcome a pair of fundamentally schizoidal ideologies? It's not even a question of overcoming it, in this situation, it's a question of being able to even form anything remotely close to love at all. No creo que si. But still, I'd feel like an asshole for saying something like, "Sorry, it's just not going to work. You're a Marine," even before I know him ("him" being any guy in this position. It ain't going to happen with Josh for a number of reasons.)
I have a nice buzz and Imma camel walk in my sleep over to the fridge fer sum foodstuffs. Imma read a little and go to bed. Work at tomorrow morning!
Bravo boy called me tonight, informing me that he might be in Lexington this weekend. (I'll be working, of course, but I'll be up to the wee hours on Saturday afterward) I dunno....Marine...*shudders*...I just can't get that out of my head. Is it wrong that I consider unapologetic military service to be a deal breaker? I don't really think so. In order to be in the military, you must (to some degree) value your country/your lifestyle/your community/whatever over human life. I believe that anyone who could do that is entirely incompatible with me on the deepest possible level. Can love overcome a pair of fundamentally schizoidal ideologies? It's not even a question of overcoming it, in this situation, it's a question of being able to even form anything remotely close to love at all. No creo que si. But still, I'd feel like an asshole for saying something like, "Sorry, it's just not going to work. You're a Marine," even before I know him ("him" being any guy in this position. It ain't going to happen with Josh for a number of reasons.)
I have a nice buzz and Imma camel walk in my sleep over to the fridge fer sum foodstuffs. Imma read a little and go to bed. Work at tomorrow morning!
