I realize what an entirely worthless, soulless, selfish, lazy, actionless entity I am. I have to come terms with this. This is my existence to spend, hoard, or squander in any manner I see fit. I will not share my hard work with any progeny. I will not work hard at the base of the pyramid to support a crumbling empire. The middle class is ( Read more... )

It's electric.

I got this email a couple days ago ( Read more... )

When I was a kid, my mother would tell me ( Read more... )

So i think my wireless is finally working again. I have no idea what happened to it, but the good people at UITS saved my ass ( Read more... )

So my wireless has stopped working, and all the events going on recently have been unrecorded thus far. I visited Lafayette, found my friend I met a couple weeks ago, talked to some professors, and was in general repulsed by the sheer pervasive conservatism there. I went to a disastrous party friday night full of ugly conservative girls and drunk ( Read more... )

So I randomly got a job interview yesterday, and randomly got the job, and now I have to decide if I want to do it, and if it's even feasable. It's political legwork: canvassing houses/cities to find people willing to support state public interest research groups and the Sierra Club. I'd be working 40 hours a week or so harrasing people and ( Read more... )

all that makeup is just another mask ( Read more... )

I just want to be normal.

In honor of Thom Kudla writing/publishing a book, I offer this song quote in italics as homage. Congratulations Thom, I'd say it in person, but I should be camping somewhere Friday. That's really fucking cool of you.

When your conscience hits, you knock it back with pills.