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2004-01-21 19:32:18 ET so, i don't know. more classes today and they seemed fine. i have to write a 4-5 page paper tonight, so i'll be getting started on that shortly. it's only been my second day of class and this will already be the second 4-5 page paper i'll have written. i went to barnes and nobles earlier to purchase a bible for my bible as lit class. i wanted a very, very cheap paperback one that would disintegrate in my bookbag by the end of the semester. but once i got in there in front of the four bookcase selection of bibles, i became more picky. i imagine i looked slightly ridiculous standing there wearing the bright, bright red bad religion shirt that matches my hair so well, squinting at and scrutinizing bibles. i finally picked up a simple, small black leather one with silver embossing and silver lined pages. new century version, because fuck some king james. see? this is what happens when i've got nothing better to talk about and i really, really don't want to start on homework. this whole grad school thing is turning out rather interesting. i'm not even in the program (or officially accepted yet) and already i've gained a reputation in the department. it seems that every sociology grad student or faculty i meet knows who i am before i can even say my name. i've got two meetings set up for this monday to speak with the directors of various programs with which the sociology department is involved. it's strange to be in this position where people are vying to get you in their corner and you're bartering yourself out in turn. it's like one very complex and serious game of poker. i've never been very good at gambling. and you know, everyone says i'm such a promising scholar and a dedicated student and blah, blah and all i'm thinking is that i want to come home, crack a beer and listen to some punk rock. anyway. day after tomorrow the two dollar pistols are gonna be playing down the street at poe's pub. now, this would usually mean an evening of cattle skull attire, mass consumption of pabst, drunken dancing and all-in-all rocking out. however, i have to be at work by 7am the next day for a ten hour day of entertaining a few hundred children and their bitchy parents. therefore, the pabst consumption must be reduced from "mass" to adequate" and all else will proceed as planned. enough of this shit already. |
