So finals are here again. I’ve turned in two of my final papers (one of which, as it turns out, I wasn’t actually required to write–oh well) and I’ve got three left. The last paper I turned in was fifteen pages on media representations of female singer-songwriters in the mid-nineties. I couldn’t possibly be more tired of Jagged Little Pill and Surfacing.

I don’t know if any of the rest of you suffer from this syndrome, but here’s what happens to me: while writing term papers, I start looking at the whole world in a hyperintellectualized sort of way. I get eager to deconstruct, analyze, write essays (my most recent impulse was to write a paper analyzing privilege in The Office and Curb Your Enthusiasm). But by the time finals are over, I’m completely spent, and all my ideas are abandoned. Sigh oh my, oh well.

On my way back from Thanksgiving at my grandfather’s house, I came across a fantastic store in Aurora, Oregon. It’s an antique place and I couldn’t care less about antique furniture, but they had old books. I walked away with a grocery bag full of crazy old titles. Among them: Communisto-Socialist PRopaganda in American Schools (the cover has a giant red spider web with a hammer and sicle in the middle and a copy of Foto-rama magazine (cover stories: “Castro Proves Hitler in Brazil!” “Why Girls Go All the Way With Sinatra!”). Hot stuff.

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call me linky mcghee. here is news that mtv is casting a superhero reality show. as in, creators of superheros live together. dressed as their hereos. and then ‘face off’.

for every good reality show, its seems there are 700 bad ones.

and lest we forget how much we hate bush, tom ridge is resigning now.

6 cabinet figures gone. i feel like its rats on a sinking ship. sadly though, i feel like im still on the ship somehow, by having that smirker in office. fuck.

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i’m tired. i stayed up too late talking to the boyfriend. comforting that we still have so much to say to each other i suppose. my alarm went off and i looked at it and thought i’d meant to get up an hour later and was very confused as to how i could’ve set snooze so many times. moment of panic until i realized that i still have time to get done what i need to this morning.

i have too much on my plate right now. today, at least. have to stop by an office to sign off on being responsible for alcohol served at an event this saturday. 9:30 registration, 9:35-10:50 class, 11:00 shooting the final voice work for my thesis, 12:00 eat and go over candidate file, 12:30-3 work, 3:00 interview job candidate, 4:00 job talk, 5:00 print psych data and start the dreaded homework. i may get a paper back in class this morning that will determine my grade in that class. eek.

my psych thesis is going well, other than it being due on monday. i’m a bit overwhelmed because i have so much data. SO much. the good news is i have significant results for the findings i was anticipating. nothing like being able to reject the null hypothesis in the pilot study. this bodes well for next semester.

yesterday evening i went to a talk on campus given my a judge who graduated from pitzer. it was nice. very inspirational to me. i’m idealistic and he tapped right into that idealism. it was strange to me that there was only one other student there and everyone else was faculty or staff.

kdz. you’re on my mind. i wish you the best of luck in this next ordeal and hope your health bounces back quickly.

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i know it has been quite a few days. and im not really going to say much now b/c i dont have time. i went home for a few days and now im back. it’s nice to be back. i love my apartment and i love living by myself. and i like being at school and having work to do. home was nice…lots of green space and the kittens and my parents but i must say it is surprising how close connecticut feels. new york just doesnt seem that far away anymore. worlds apart, of course, but just not that far geographically.

i got a lot of christmas shopping done. and some shopping for myself. when i was home i dreamt of people at school and when i came back last night i woke up thinking i was at home in richmond. my dreams seem to be vivid and long every night. and never very comforting.

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so late night this evening i watched 48 hours, the 82 classic. while i was watching i remembered some random thing that i wrote back in 4th grade about my favorite movie. that favorite movie was farewell to the king, with nick nolte and nigel havers, havers who plays a big role in one of my favorite movies still to the day, empire of the sun. i barely remember farewell to the king, and feel like it might be embarrassing for me to still love today, but now i have to see it again just cuz of the memory.

thanksgiving was nice. i got to see most of the richmond family. and then i got to run into kristina out at easy street, only to find out that my friend’s boyfriend was in the same frat as kyle, whoah. that was a funny night.

one of my sisters is taking a class on the mind of the artist. this amused me, a lot. at first i thought of some kind of sherlock holmes wanting to feel the skull of expired artists to find their secrets, and then i thought of random cognitive studies on left handed people who may or may not have ‘been’ artists, because really has anyone decided on a definition of art? because if not, then no one is an artist, unless…

the book is struggling to a finish. my parents want me to get a job this very moment, but at the same time they want me to not work half of december. i, on the other hand, look forward to hanging out with abdelilah over xmas, as well as look forward to moving out in january, whether the book is finished or not. just because i thought something would be cool while i was in morocco doesn’t mean that it is.

on an aside, WoW is the opiate of my mass.

peace

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i’ve been sick for a week and i’m exhausted. my throat still hurts like hell because i’m coughing so hard. i feel like i’m ripping my esophagus to shreds.

the good news though is that i enjoyed my entire thanksgiving trip to sacramento with the family. aside from one parental argument and the fact that i wasn’t able to sleep the entire time due to my coughing, i was reminded that i really love my family and i’m proud of each one of them. i had severe reservations about sacramento having been there during the summer, but the fall foliage around the american river was actually quite impressive and i never get tired of watching the ducks wander around in the little creek right outside the front door.

thanks mom. thanks dad. thanks big sister. thanks little sister. thanks brother-in-law.

btw. tofurky is officially fired from my future thanksgivings. it has its place, but just not at my table or in my mouth. next year i’ll make my own vegan main course.

the bonus to the whole thing is that maital invited my family to dinner on friday and my family was cool with driving out to monterey to spend the night there before driving back to ventura. i really wanted to see her. and i was pleased to see that she looked happy. her family is really great and i am so grateful that they have been kind to me. plus the families seemed to really get along.

i knew that the whole trip had been really challenging for maital but i never got to talk to her about it. it makes sense considering the situation. hard to slip away from your family when you won’t be seeing them again for a while. but it did bother me. things are pretty strange right now actually. i’m visiting her in december but we’ve talked less in the last month than ever since we started dating, even considering the time right after the breakup. as much as i suck at communication, it ironically turns out that i need it more than i’m willing to admit. so i worried about the visit in monterey. wrongly of course. but i’m a selfish man.

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i have a lot of thoughts right now. im thinking about my relationship with rachael. im thinking about the new hard drive i got. (please do not ask what this brings me up to in storage capacity. its is disgustingly high.) im thinking about archetecting the framework of my thesis. im thinking about spongebob thefts and target selling crack [pulled] and mdma. and zach braff being…well, himself i suppose.

in my never-ending revisit to the 90s, i have moved on to helmet’s ‘meantime’ album. you can see how i got there after being stuck on judgment night.

also, im in a fine mood today.

(though paranoid because we all ran into bolas this morning and he said we were having final presentations for thesis next week. surprise! and then pointed to kurt and i and asked if we would be ready. which seems to bode really badly i think for me. except that i have kicked so much ass in the last week that i hope to make his jaw drop. or something. but i know i wont be that lucky. but it does make me nervous.)

also, im thinking about my left arm, where i had blood drawn this morning. and im thinking its time to end this post and do something more productive.

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god bless fleshbot. seriously.

here we have the new questionable britney spears upskirt photo.

we also had from them today ’sexy wheelchair girls’ and ‘more fast food porn’. i mean, really? why arent you reading this site every day yet?

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and the fun continues – target is also selling blowjobs. all the others are dead, but there is a screenshot for this one.

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