Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Stuff to get out of the way.
Tomkyou is getting his nap on right now, so I need to make this quick.
Seeing that I'm in the HUM sequence once again, I'll have to write a damn essay. And it's due MONDAY. Gosh, I've never put something like that off so long before. Well, there was that one time I had to write the whole essay the night before, but, suffice it to say, I had a lot of help.
I think I'll write about Thoreau. Though Thoreau is, IMHO, a boring old coot, he at least doesn't wierd me out with his constant sex-talk like Freud (mind you, I don't hate Freud's work, it just--creeps me out. Which is why I'm no Psych major). This time, I'll only need to reference one work, so it shouldn't be all that bad. I just hope I don't biff the damn thing and send my GPA down the shitter. And I hope that stupid cat doesn't bother me.
For those of you who can read between the lines, or are deeply rooted in reality--think about what that last sentence means.
Seeing that I'm in the HUM sequence once again, I'll have to write a damn essay. And it's due MONDAY. Gosh, I've never put something like that off so long before. Well, there was that one time I had to write the whole essay the night before, but, suffice it to say, I had a lot of help.
I think I'll write about Thoreau. Though Thoreau is, IMHO, a boring old coot, he at least doesn't wierd me out with his constant sex-talk like Freud (mind you, I don't hate Freud's work, it just--creeps me out. Which is why I'm no Psych major). This time, I'll only need to reference one work, so it shouldn't be all that bad. I just hope I don't biff the damn thing and send my GPA down the shitter. And I hope that stupid cat doesn't bother me.
For those of you who can read between the lines, or are deeply rooted in reality--think about what that last sentence means.