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w6.29.2002


As a result of the painfully low turnout from yesterday's request for subjects, I figured I'd have to go out into the world and find my own people on which to do research. So nyah! I have so much work to do...it's incredible. Good ol' Math 55 homework, which I still haven't started, I think that's going to take place after I do my "research". I guess I'll try to make use of one of the Unit 3 study lounges or something like that, because I still can't work in my room in the stupid frat.

I haven't seen David Friesen around here neither, which is kind of stupid since we both live in this relatively small house. I mean...it's been a week, or very nearly one, and he's been online once but I haven't seen him around or anything. I know he rooms with Jay, but I don't know where Jay lives, and I also get the impression that Jay isn't especially interested in the subtle nuances of my being. In other words, even my manly nod has gone without response.

I'm listening to Christian emo right now, by Noise Ratchet. Their full album isn't as good as their other stuff, plus I felt compelled to make fun of them for being Christian. I know I should be more tolerant, but if you're secure enough to release multiple records containing fun-filled tunes about Jesus, then I can deride you about it without you getting mad. After all, Jesus loves you, isn't that enough?

You know what I really don't like? Being the one to always initiate things. And I feel it's always been that way. Even in elementary school, my mom would force me to make plans to hang out with friends. Sure, it was fun and I'm glad she made me do it, but it kind of makes me doubt my own worth when people don't go through any effort to hang out with me. Now, I know there are times when I have gone to social gatherings after having been invited. Birthday parties. Brian's house. I guess there are some other things too...but those are usually groups. People don't usually say call me up and say, "Hey, Alex - want to hang out?" I'm sure it's happened, but I've done it so much more that it dwarfes any memories of people actually wanting to hang out with me.

But I'll let you in on a little secret - I almost never turn down a request to chill, or go get lunch, or anything like that. Plus, I'm really cool. I mean, look at this blog? And my comments, too. Damn, I'm wonderful. Maybe I can further console myself through reassurances that my friends don't know how to use the phone, or better yet, that my phone has absolutely no reception.

Let me know if you want the five song thing back or not.



posted by Yours Truly at 6/29/2002 11:15:00 AM


w6.27.2002


God, my life is so pathetically mundane. At least during the school year when I wasn't in class I would hang out with my friends. Now everyone is so scattered all I do is sit here and try to do homework and end up jerking off. I'm not even looking forward to this weekend, which will be the culmination of everything I've skipped out on during the week. In other words, a Cog Sci experiment and report, a giant fuckload of Math 55 homework, and maybe if I have some time, fun.

I really need to find a good place to work. The stupid library closes over the summer at 9 pm. 9! That only gives me three hours after my last class gets out, one of which is going to be used to get dinner. Yeah, Berkeley is evil.

So do you want to be my research subject on Saturday? I don't want to reveal the experiment, but it involves money! Just leave a comment or click on Yours Truly down there. Anyway, I should get to work now.

Gah...



posted by Yours Truly at 6/27/2002 10:17:00 PM


w6.26.2002


Gah, why have I done only 6 pages of my gigantic Cog Sci reading assignment? Stupid Math 54 sucking up all my time!



posted by Yours Truly at 6/26/2002 12:23:00 AM


w6.25.2002


Yeah, I've been bad with updates. But give me a break, school started today.

I have class six hours on MWF, five on Th, and four on Tu. So now I have my light day tomorrow. I'll celebrate by not doing my Cog Sci reading and saving it for the evening. Despite the fact that it's entirely too much work, I'm glad to have something defined on my schedule. June was too freeform, not defined enough. That and I didn't get jack shit done.

Next time I go to a store, I need to buy:

DJ Shadow - My Private Press
Guided By Voices - Whatever the fuck their new album is called

aaaand...I should probably buy something by Aesop Rock, Blackalicious, or Cursive (hey, ABC) but I'll refrain for now, citing the no job, no money excuse.

I also need to hang out with people. Coming back home and doing work is not fun. Maybe we can figure out some obscene movie rental ring. Who knows...



posted by Yours Truly at 6/25/2002 12:17:00 AM