I did absolutely no homework this entire weekend, which is pretty impressive, considering that I had a fair amount to do. I just don't care enough about my classes at this juncture to give it my all. I really do want to be a reader, though, and I want to get more involved at the OCF as well. We'll see how these things turn out - most of them require some modicum of motivation, which I seem to be sorely lacking at this juncture.
In fact, the only reason I'm writing this right now is because I'm waiting for Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back to finish downloading. I'd like to say that I have some grand reason for posting, but that's not the case. Sorry.
Let's see, how can I be interesting to make up for it. I can tell you that the new Spoon album is pretty good. I don't think it's great, but then most Spoon albums necessitate a fair amount of time to grow on you before you can fully appreciate them. In fact, I've been told that to fully appreciate forks and knives there's also a requisite period of time.
Oh, let's take a poll. Should I get a new cell phone that actually has reception in Berkeley, or should I simply rely on piece of shit Cingular and hope that they come up with better reception fucking soon? I'm not too keen on changing my phone number and telling the entire planet that I have a new number. That seems like a royal pain in the ass. Yes, so what would you do?
My parents came to visit today, which is always good in small doses. That's not to say that they're bad peole, but there's really only so much that you can take before you start to go a little crazy. I'm not especially keen on going home...ever, I guess. My only legitimate reason for going back would be to get an internship at Almaden Labs, and that might not happen after I get my grades from the summer. Stupid fucking Linear Algebra, and stupid fucking stick-in-ass-man. Remarkably not cool.
Also remarkably not cool is the fact that Jay & Silent Bob has slowed from 65 kbps to .83 kbps. Fucking shit.
Ah, but I'm here.
OK, I'm going to kind of rip off some other journally type stuff, and let you ask me questions and stuff. So...ask me questions and stuff. Just comment them, and I'll get back to you. Or ask me to write about things. Some people think that I'm "witty". Maybe I can write something "witty" for you. Or maybe I can just deride the ignorant folk who call me witty. Hah, what ignorant folk you are to call me witty. Ha ha!
I'm wondering about my friends...what am I supposed to do? I really like a lot of the people I've met before, but I feel like they are kind of incongruous with who I am, and who I want to become. I don't want to abandon my friends, but I want to have friends that are on my wavelength. Or maybe all I really want is the opportunity to condescend, and feel superior to all of you non-witty peons in the world. I hate when I do that. Why can't we all just get along, man?
Maybe it has something to do with smoking pot. Or lack thereof.
