Monday, December 12, 2005

Here we go again.

So, I inteded to sleep from 4 until 7, when I would get up and go to chuch. I ended up sleeping till about 1am. Not good.

Off to Dunkin Donuts for dinner. Here's to another 36 hours without sleep.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

I made it about 64 hours.

I just finished reading The Medium is the Massage, it sucked ass. Further proves the pointlessness of communication studies. Sorry Mr. McLuhan, but electronic media seperates people, it doesn't bring us together. Try again.

I went and had Breakfast at Lakeshore. I am stuffed. Four pancakes, four strips of bacon, two sausages, a bowl of cereal, a banana, an apple, orange juice and milk...oh man. I have to run today for sure.

Off to do more paper stuff. Damn.

Friday, December 09, 2005

I should be working on paper the second.

Since I woke up from a 10 hour sleep on tuesday at 10pm, it has been around 52 hours.

I have slept four of those.

And i'm not really all that tired right now.

I need to do logic homework. And write about 9 more pages of my Politics of the Middle East paper.

I'll do it.

I could use some Dunkin Donuts coffee though. Soon, soon.

At this moment in a week I'll hopefully be at Cafe Brazil in Richardson, relaxing.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Not doing work

The books currently in front of me, to be used for my Contemporary Political Thought final paper:

The Spanish-American War by Joseph Smith
The War with Spain in 1898 by David Trask
Christianity and Power Politics by Reinhold Niebuhr
Moral Man and Immoral Society by Reinhold Niebuhr
The Irony of American History by Reinhold Niebhur
Children of Light and Children of Darkness by Reinhold Niebuhr
Reinhold Niehbur: Prophet to Politicians by Ronald Stone
The Political Realism of Reinhold Niebuhr by Colm McKeogh
Scientific Man vs. Power Politics by Hans Morgenthau

Plus, my trusty Penguin Dictionary of International Relations is at my side. I usually use that for bathroom reading because I’m a giant dork. Good that I’m finally putting it to productive use.

This is not very fun. Interesting, but not fun. Nothing is fun at 3:25 in the morning other than drinking or at Standees or Clarke’s on Belmont (not the shitty one on Fullerton) recovering from drinking.

The Extra Large Coffee from Dunkin Donuts is doing nothing. Oh well, more coffee at 1/3 the price than Starbucks. But then again, I still go to starbucks to spite the Stupid Hater Bitches (or, “dumbass republicans”) who laugh at hoity-toity Lie-berals who chose to have our expensive coffee. Starbucks gives 100% of its contributions to the Democratic Party, so I’m not going to stop drinking there anytime soon.

But Dunkin Donuts still tastes better.

I got really drunk this weekend. I also hit on about 3498743597 Freshman, and hooked up with none. The fun is in the chase anyway.

I’m coming off like a total asshole in this entry, with my “look at all the books I’m reading and my drinking and hitting on and insulting”…whatever. I’m rambling. It’s late. This beats Doing Stuff.

Model UN was two weekends ago. I met a girl. A nice, sweet, pretty, piano-playing girl. Naturally, she lives about 1500 miles away. I also did some stuff and insulted the shit out of the lame community college kids who were representing Timor-Leste. They sucked. I was FYROM, or The Former Yugoslav Republic of Macedonia. Say that three times fast. I basically sat around and bitched about things with Thailand. They were cool. We hated our committee and just kept calling roll call votes to piss people off and waste time. The asshat from Timor-Leste insulted my partner (long boring model un story) and I ripped him a new asshole for his disrespect. Guy didn’t even look at me for the rest of the conference.

I also imbibed excessive amounts of alcohol and made an ass out of myself on the dance floor. It was totally worth it.

Last week/end was spent at home with my parents. It was nice to be home. I didn’t see my dad because I didn’t try very hard. Whatever.

School has been boring. I’m ready for Texas.

I want to throw a party when we all get home. When’s good for everyone?

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Schedule

MWF
Nothing. At all.
Wow.

TTH
8:30-945 English 371 The Modern Novel
10:00-11:15 English 326 The Plays of Shakespeare
11:30-12:45 Political Science 374 Democracy
1:00-2:30 Political Science 367 Model UN
2:30-3:45 English 376 American Lit. 1865-1914

T Only
4:15-6:30 Political Science 430 Theories of International Politics

Huh. Either that or have 4 upper level english classes. Next semester should be...interesting.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Stupid fucking sleeping patterns

Goddamn. This is ridiculous. I need to buy a bottle of Nyquil.

So much for waking up early and doing Logic...

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Karl Marx is a worthless fucking moron

So I've missed like 2 weeks of the 40 year old virgin's class and the times that I have been there, I've been asleep. I seriously need an A in that class so i'm just doing all the readings. Anyway, I came across this sentence in Marx's Economic and Philosophic Manuscripts:

How could the worker stand in an alien relationship to the product of his activity if he did not alienate himself from himself in the very act of production?

What. The. Fuck.

Oh yes, and Marx was a career academic who was the son of a minister. Meaning, he never did real work...ever.