I am in a foul mood again.
I'm tired of difficult women.

man, my ego is getting huge.

i've stopped seeing the face in the walls. back to sanity. hewf.

watching reality be torn away is a terrifying experience.

winter break i am switching to a polyphasiac sleep schedule.
I've decided.

i'm in the study room and it is packed with kids pulling all nighters.
it isn't even midterms week.
me to one girl
"pulling an all nighter?"
"yup. you too?"
"yeah. marx."
"Yeah me too! it's fun because it's marx."
I love this school.

ever since I had mono I can't get enough sleep. My sleep schedule has been fucked since winter of last year, and I can sleep for upwards of 14 hours. I keep sleeping through my 9 am class, basically i have for 85% of class. I mean, it's just one paper at the end of the quarter, but like....what the fuck. I set my alarm for 830 today and slept ( Read more... )

the first show is in a space station
/ warehouse.
THe walls are covered with paper rad and the place has a huge ass robot.
everything is lit by black light.
There is a black hole and it has a fucking space ride with hydraulics.
THere are commodore 64 computers everywhere.
fucking jackpot.

reading goethe's diaries absolutely blows me away. The man's own very life follows the poetic arc of his work-his own life is a text equal to that of his own work.

Dear uchicago,
thank you for kicking in. I had forgotten what it was like to lose the privelage of sleep.