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[x_los]

I have studied practically two days straight, and I still cannot shake the conviction that I'm going to fail this miserable intro philo final. You know the fainting goats? They're calmer than I am right now. I can guess that I'll get one essay on the history of epistemology, one on the Frege article, one bullshit totalizing one on the use of philosophy (which will only be hard because unless it's ethics, I respect it/find it somewhat interesting, but I really couldn't give a damn, now please lemme read the pretty Foucault, can I have Lacan yet? I've been a good girl.), and maybe one on particularism/methodism/G.E. Moore, which I might get through and might royally fuck up. I hate to bug Jer before noon (it rouses closer to four in it's natural habitat, when not in captivity), but I really need to calm down, and wierdly playing a game with him or Ben has become my major source of 'chill the fuck out.' Whereas I've determined Jer's awake-esque at the moment, Ben was smoking at 5:30 with me, and so will not return to the land of the living for hours to come. It's a neurotic activity, but hey, at least I'm not smoking.

Who wants to hit The Mill tonight? I think pitcher my treat, to celebrate the completion of this and prepare for the (count them) one, two, three papers I have to write this godforsaken week. Did I mention I'm not prepared for my German final on Friday? I'm not prepared for my German final on Friday.

This will all be over very soon. The rediculousness of dorm life. The shit of this semester. The neurotic, pathetic, driftless-without-work creature I've been reduced to by it. A blissful refrain, over over over. Completley alone, maybe me will fucking reassert herself and everything will be okay.

And I'm aware that was sappy and over-dramatic. Thanks.

Comments

[x-los.livejournal.com]

Okay, fuck our cell phones. V. hard. So yeah, check out educated guess, road trip sounds aMANzing, and I'm still impressed w/ your gm.

[clio-the-muse.livejournal.com]

Yeah, modern technology, BAH. Also, clumsy people who break their phones, BAH.

And what's "gm." I'm trying to imagine what about me is impressive, and "gm," yeah, not so much springing to mind.

[x-los.livejournal.com]

Grandma. (Grandma=GM) Tijuana. Stuff like that.