So it goes...

So, my mother went rifling through my bag and found my pipe, then had the audacity to act like some mighty vulture of the law after just having violated my privacy to the greatest possible extent. My bag wasn't even laying out in the open. She had to look for it in my bedroom, dump out all the contents, and open a second small box that I keep my ( Read more... )

Since I've been back, the weeks have consisted mainly of job hunting and pot smoking. Each to considerable excess. Though, some days in between I have done absolutely nothing; wasted them and made myself completely useless ( Read more... )

I really should not be allowed to peruse used bookstores while carrying a large amount of money, because I cannot control myself.
I went in looking for something by Albert Camus, and I left with William Blake's Songs of Innocence and Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller. (lol @ the irony of those choices ( Read more... )

Got my last philosophy essay back, was thoroughly pleased.

I was having a moment with Lou Reed just now, when the obnoxious shouting of some drunk people disturbed it. =(

I don't get it. Weren't you drunk yesterday? And the day before that? Are you not bored of alcohol yet?

So, I've decided to pursue 20th century history as a major. It just occurred to me today in class. The entire year I have been pretty indecisive about where I am going with my BA. I've always enjoyed the classical and romantic eras, and the nineteenth century, for certain movements and characters in each of them. But when my professor began talking ( Read more... )

I finished reading Junky last week, and I'm almost finished On The Road again. Junky was... well, it was a pretty good read. It was intense, but not the kind of bright, fast-paced intensity of On The Road. And the glossary of "Jive talk" at the end is pretty amusing ( Read more... )

My reading week was a lot of fun. Full of Russian weather and suburban hilarity. (or, I suppose I should say in spite of those things.)
Must now adjust back to academic-mode from all the pot and free time.

I have that uncomfortable feeling I always get after drinking too much coffee ( Read more... )

omg, I love Bill Nye.

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