and in the news today this dipshit spoke out.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
vomiting thoughts
i'm sitting in my office that smells like spilled coffee, ins ins ins ins music is coming out of my laptop and some
how on this beautiful fall day, i'm inside trying to write yet another paper. this is my master's paper....my big thesis statement. pfff. i hate writing acedemically.
ot solid. everyone is kind of out for themselves. i've made three friends this whole year....and they are all girls! --that's probably why i find it so tough. two aries and a scorpio. the scorpio is not as solid as i would like her to be. she 's so caught up in her 'hipster' image that...behind the image is emptyness...like there's nothing there. all these 'artsy' types...i ask them...well what do you do that is artisitic? do you blog? do you take pictures? do you paint? how are you creative? do you you make m
usic? play with clay? what do you do besides smoke pot, dress cool and be a silent judging snob?
how on this beautiful fall day, i'm inside trying to write yet another paper. this is my master's paper....my big thesis statement. pfff. i hate writing acedemically.last night i met with two guys from the grad dept. the capricorn and the leo, to discuss luther, opitz and gottsched...three philosophers (if you want to catagorize martin luther as a philosopher)....they will be on my exam in january. this fucking exam is already giving me nightmares. (this is a photo of from R to L -leo, capricorn, sagitarius...and me of course...the coolest taurus)
anyways on the way back a big rat jumped out of the bushes AT us. it was almost surreal...the disgustingness of it all.
people here, are tough to figure out. they are n
ot solid. everyone is kind of out for themselves. i've made three friends this whole year....and they are all girls! --that's probably why i find it so tough. two aries and a scorpio. the scorpio is not as solid as i would like her to be. she 's so caught up in her 'hipster' image that...behind the image is emptyness...like there's nothing there. all these 'artsy' types...i ask them...well what do you do that is artisitic? do you blog? do you take pictures? do you paint? how are you creative? do you you make m
usic? play with clay? what do you do besides smoke pot, dress cool and be a silent judging snob?i don't know....i think when we look back on this blog thing years from now....we'll be really happy that we wrote...that we documented our lives....that we kept working our imagination. that we took photos and put ourselves center stage in our own lives. that's just my two cents for today.
and i just successfully procrastinated for a half hour vomiting these thoughts down.
and i just successfully procrastinated for a half hour vomiting these thoughts down.
Friday, September 21, 2007
wolves
i just got back from having coffee with Moonunit and feel like an emotional wreck. i feel like all signs in my life are pointing me to germany...maybe it's because i've been an ass about staying in touch with everyone...i haven't been good with emails at all. in fact i haven't even written the school in Old Climb to tell them what i am doing....well actually i wrote them a long letter two days ago...i just need to send it.anyways...then i was having coffee and this wierd song....'ombra mein fuss' comes on...which an i don't even know if that the name of the song....but it's an opera song that my host father made me sing over and over when i was in Old Climb....i have never heard that song anywhere....ever....so why now? so i started crying...it was wierd. i rarely cry in front of people because it makes me dizzy. Moonunit just thinks i'm stressed from my paper.
and i dreamed ab
out white wolves last night. a huge white wolf was in my tree up at the cabin and i thought it was a mountain goat that was growling at me. but then i realized it was smiling at me. then there were about 6 wolves all outside my house...one big white one, and 5 huge grey ones...huge like....300 lb. wolves. and one of them had my cats head in its mouth...but wasn't killing it...it was just protecting her. and then i realized that the wolves were watching me. but i wasn't afraid of them. but i was too afraid to go outside to see what they would do to me. so i just watched them watch me.
out white wolves last night. a huge white wolf was in my tree up at the cabin and i thought it was a mountain goat that was growling at me. but then i realized it was smiling at me. then there were about 6 wolves all outside my house...one big white one, and 5 huge grey ones...huge like....300 lb. wolves. and one of them had my cats head in its mouth...but wasn't killing it...it was just protecting her. and then i realized that the wolves were watching me. but i wasn't afraid of them. but i was too afraid to go outside to see what they would do to me. so i just watched them watch me.i've never dreamt of wolves before. i'm in this wierd space...this head trip. its been lasting for 2 days now. like...literally i'm not present in my surroundings. i'm living in my brain, not processing the simulation of the world around me.
i made a new blog site. i know its lame, but i had to because this city seems to be filled with all the super computer savey people of the world....and i just didn't want my students, or any one here to really find the last blog...and they were, and that's what was hindering me from writing.so i sat down with my old blog yesterday and had a real heart to heart. a
fter saving each entry onto a word document (and comments too.), i felt a great sense of relief....but i also have no idea what i was bitching about the whole time....seriously. i was in europe for fuks sake.
fter saving each entry onto a word document (and comments too.), i felt a great sense of relief....but i also have no idea what i was bitching about the whole time....seriously. i was in europe for fuks sake.anyways. so this is the new site and i'm gonna try not to name the city i live in, nor the college i go to.
woopatie do.
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