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Jun 8th, 2003 3:27 pm - Pacific Time Journal
Two More, Too Many More.

Two more papers to go!  That's like nothing.

I've decided to reward myself afterwards with the purchace of a celebratory cd.  I love music and I just never buy cds, but I'm finally going to do it.  Powderfinger's "Odyssey #5" here I come!  I just need some sort of reward besides tv to get me through the day.  And ordering online will easily kill 15 minutes that I would otherwise be using torturing myself about writing.  I promise, after tomorrow, my entries will be far less dazed and weird.  But for now!  For now, the weirdness will prevail!

Updated June 09th, '03 2:34am ( 0 ) Comments

Jun 7th, 2003 10:34 am - Pacific Time Journal
Do we see a theme emerging?

Looking back on my journal for the past few weeks, I realize that a bit of a theme emerges from my life stories.  Could it be that I'm sick and tired of school and writing?  Hmm, I'm not sure.  What ever could give someone that impression?  Perhaps the entry in which I curse Augustine or maybe the one in which I declare that I don't even want to write my name anymore?  Again, hmm.

Well, I think I've given off that impression because it's true! True! True! True!  

Ha, you probably thought the beginning of this entry meant that I was going to complain about something else or come to some deeper conclusion to explain my feelings, but you were wrong.  I'm going to complain some more about writing now.  I have a paper to write today a paper tomorrow and in between then I have to finally finish the corrections on the thesis and, for good or for awesome, turn it in.  

This is too much.  I'm already tired.  I don't want to.  Yes, I know it's just this weekend and that's it, but I've been writing papers every day for weeks.  I can't do it anymore.  

One piece of good news, I may have found an activity for next summer.  Apparently each summer, the guy who translates the Pope's letters/decrees/etc. from Latin to English holds free Latin lessons for students in Rome.  You read and translate texts during the day, and then on the weekend he takes you to see the sights and acts as a tourguide.  By the way, the tour's in Latin.  

Now, I'm not a member of the Catholic church or anything like that, but the professor who told me about it says she went on one of the excursions a few years ago and that it was an interesting time.  So at very least if I can't get into the class, maybe I'll stick around for a while and go on an excursion or two.  Well, anyway, that's something for later.

Updated June 07th, '03 9:55pm ( 0 ) Comments

Jun 5th, 2003 4:13 pm - Pacific Time Journal

I'm not so happy today.  I want to take a nap.  A long long nap, but instead I have two papers that need to get written at pretty much the same time.  Agh!!! Enough already! I've been writing every day for the past two weeks! I don't want to anymore.  I don't want to argue my stance. I don't even want to take a stance!  Agh!!!

Updated June 06th, '03 3:16am ( 0 ) Comments

May 31st, 2003 2:55 pm - Pacific Time Journal
I don't want to even write my name again, ever.

Yes, I realize the irony of a tirade against the horrors of writting in my written journal, but it must be done anyway.  I don't want to write anymore.  I don't.  I don't.  I don't.  I'm so close to the end, which of course makes just the few pages more that I have to write all the more unbearable.  I'm about to go to campus for a cup of coffee.  After that I'll sit in the computer lab and hope that the lack of distractions there will speed the process of my impending liberation.  We'll see.

Updated June 01st, '03 1:59am ( 0 ) Comments

May 29th, 2003 8:39 pm - Pacific Time Journal
It's Canada, eh.

Today I'm thinking about Canada.  No more reading.  No more writing great intellectual sagas.  I want tall trees, freezing water, plentiful electricity, people so nice you think they're being fascetious, and those little mini-yogurt/fresh cheese cups.  

I just figured out where the big chunk of money required to go is coming from, so I'm highly excited.  Oh Canada.  

Speaking of Canada:  One day, I'd like to visit the Yukon.    

Updated May 30th, '03 7:47am ( 0 ) Comments

May 28th, 2003 12:33 am - Pacific Time Journal
Oh ye cursed Augustine

I would like to publicly declare that I am not at all pleased with the Confessions of St. Augustine.  Seventy five years of life, and all this man has to confess is that he stole a few pears off of a pear tree when he was a kid.  I expected sex.  I expected violence.  But no.  He does confess that he had a monogomous sixteen year relationship with a woman to whom he was not married, but this is not enough. A common law spouse is not much of a sin in my book.  Seriously, ancient peoples needed cars.  Their lives would have been so much spicier if they could have cavorted with all of the other young pear-stealers in their midst.

Updated May 28th, '03 11:39am ( 0 ) Comments

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