so yesturday was actually a compilation of two days because i stayed up all night working on a final paper that was dragging itself out nicely, anyways at around 1 or so i ran out of words i kept using the same crappy expressions so i went for some wine and a few glasses later, DONE.

but there was wine left over so i put it in an empty juice bottle nice and inconspic. it was rose wine so it was pink.

i get to class and theres a guest speaker and some guest attendees who were all phD people it was very interesting but then the debate devolved into a talk about clash of civilizations which is boring so i says i wish i brought more wine

the class is over we go to a pub with the class and the prof and some phD students and we are engaging in more drinking, awesome

long story short i get home and okay staying up all night makes you weirdy in the first place and then drinking for 12 hours will edge that right out so im feeling strange

i look out the window of my high rise building and theres parliament and i shudder because my essay was about some ideas that occupy my sense of being just a bit and at one point the word SANITOCRACY kept going round in circles in my mind, you know, theocracy, democracy, sanitocracy

so i ask myself aloud:

why am i afraid to look outside

oh right,
that's the exoskeleton of a sanitocracy.

Library Moments

free kittens



im blogging more, it must be exam time

on a break from the library a young lady comes up to me asking if i wanted to have a conversation. she seemed like she really wanted to have a conversation, which is more than what i can say about some of the people in my life so i said sure, whats up yo

it was about god, jesus, and stuff. which i really dont mind, my education has been secular enough that i understand why christians walk around wanting to talk about god-- they have been supressed from talking about him in classes. secular tyranny

at one point she asked me what sin was, i was like i dont know but hell is probably going to be full of my friends when i get there


so we are talking, its more like she is interviewing me, she asks what i think of jesus, i pull the line from hedwig and say i love his work, blah blah more about god and how he loves me, the thing about conversations with christians is that if there werent some massive history about god, like if they didnt walk around all the time reminding people of the history of the churches and stuff, basically if we were too modern and forgot the whole god thing in the first place, we'd mos def have put them in asylums and called them schizo's.

how else can someone walk around talking about an invisible thing who created me and loves me and wants to talk to me and created a son who died for me thousands of years ago so that my sins today would be forgiven, like, HUH? and the method of communication-- the repetition of key phrases, the committment to the same sentences--


im not dissing christianity, good for christians they are lucky enough to see some good in the world and think its worth fighting for, and they want others to feel the love and stuff, but my goodness how are they not the ones labelled schizophrenic?

alls im saying is, that's weird to me.

the first year in the library

i hope i sound arrogant

so that when my friends leave
and im at the table alone
drinking my coffee we all bought together
with nobody left to smart talk to,

a stranger watching can love and forgive herself

in me.

testing

He Stoire

fight!

so history, well i was just thinking in searching lord snowdons wheelchair designs that i kind of wish history classes spouted out such random parts of history in no particular order, like:

there was a great depression in the 30s, glaxosmithklein used to be smith-kline-french, pavlovs dogs experiment came from a flood of pavlovs lab and the dogs were stressed, and stalins favorite colour was not red, it was purple.

uhm that last one is not confirmed.



but anyways, i think that random history would be a lot better than some kind of chronology of history. even by subject; i was so bored of world war or economic booms and busts, wouldnt a class in random bits of history be incredible? you'd have access to so many random thoughts you could dwell on, it would be fab! a random assortment of details would be so much more interesting than the generally accepted histories of western culture. it would shake things up a bit!

im enthused. its also likely the reason why they'd never give me tenure.

back to the books, thanks for stopping by!

GENIUS!

for a word i used to spell GENIOUS, this is surprising news. i probably just lowered the genius quality of it a bit by misspelling genius and not capitalizing myself

oh well,

eat it, world!

blog crisis

im a diva or something, but i think that what i really am thinking about blogging about is bad news but badnews is usually just a reflection of the boring politics of the worldblah blah blah and so what im really doing nowadays is tricking people into thinking they will come here for some good news but AHAHAHHA its awful

its a crisis, nothing im thinking about is what good news and bad news was about, maybe ill just delete bad news so that i cant be accused of pretending i can cover all the bases anymore

but even i dont wantt ot think about any news, my news is nothing news



meanwhile, this little girls name is rebecca riley and she was put on drugs at age 28 because she was dianosed with ADD and with bipolar disorder, twenty eight months to be normal

what the,

xox