No Soaring Eagles Here
Aug. 21st, 2004 02:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sjesterMy headache is now gone. This is good, and it means that I'm properly hydrated. Teach me to have 1.5 very alcoholic drinks without drinking water afterwards. (The drink was expensive but worth it.)
Went with Mary to see Fahrenheit 9/11 today. (Stopped for drinks beforehand because we had lots of extra time. Stupid Century Rio and stupid not printing their stupid showing times in the newspaper. Or including F9/11 on their phone message. Grr.) I was probably an obnoxious audience member, muttering things and flipping off the screen from time to time. And laughing at things that no one else was laughing at. Because sometimes the world is so ridiculous you can't do anything but laugh. Example: John Ashcroft trying to sing. Or Bush saying, well, most things. Everything else he says is jaw-droppingly appaling. ("Haves and have-mores", anyone?)
Apparently my sister's wedding shower is tomorrow. Yeah, good thing everybody knew about that one. Well, my other sister apparently knew for two days before telling us. But anyway. Point is, I'm showing up giftless, because like I'm going to be awake in time to get anything before two in the afternoon.
I finally have one of my Sanskrit books. Yay! I'm excited about the class, even though it's most likely going to be bitchily difficult. But, I'll be able to read a dead language that not so many people in this half of the world bother with as they do with Latin.
In other news, I realized the other day that I could probably graduate next May, if I spend spring semester concentrating on those stupid core curriculum requirements. But I don't want to. Because if I did so, I would have to start the thesis stuff right away, which I'm not really ready for at the moment, or forgo it. And forgo the Honors Program. If I'm going to stay and graduate from here, I want that honors designation next to my name, dammit! Plus, it would also mean moving on to the next thing, and I don't know what that is yet and plan to take full advantage of having the luxury of more time to figure out.
Went with Mary to see Fahrenheit 9/11 today. (Stopped for drinks beforehand because we had lots of extra time. Stupid Century Rio and stupid not printing their stupid showing times in the newspaper. Or including F9/11 on their phone message. Grr.) I was probably an obnoxious audience member, muttering things and flipping off the screen from time to time. And laughing at things that no one else was laughing at. Because sometimes the world is so ridiculous you can't do anything but laugh. Example: John Ashcroft trying to sing. Or Bush saying, well, most things. Everything else he says is jaw-droppingly appaling. ("Haves and have-mores", anyone?)
Apparently my sister's wedding shower is tomorrow. Yeah, good thing everybody knew about that one. Well, my other sister apparently knew for two days before telling us. But anyway. Point is, I'm showing up giftless, because like I'm going to be awake in time to get anything before two in the afternoon.
I finally have one of my Sanskrit books. Yay! I'm excited about the class, even though it's most likely going to be bitchily difficult. But, I'll be able to read a dead language that not so many people in this half of the world bother with as they do with Latin.
In other news, I realized the other day that I could probably graduate next May, if I spend spring semester concentrating on those stupid core curriculum requirements. But I don't want to. Because if I did so, I would have to start the thesis stuff right away, which I'm not really ready for at the moment, or forgo it. And forgo the Honors Program. If I'm going to stay and graduate from here, I want that honors designation next to my name, dammit! Plus, it would also mean moving on to the next thing, and I don't know what that is yet and plan to take full advantage of having the luxury of more time to figure out.
