Okay, so I guess I am going to keep coming back. I do love the beautiful people on this site. Those that are beautiful in appearance and self.
Minor update, spend Saturday volunteering, cleaning up Westwood. O' no, I just gave away what school I am associated with. Who gives a shit? Anyway, it is this give back to the community for supporting us sort of day. We had about 600 students, staff, and faculty. Mostly students, which is a good thing for the student body, and the community to see students help clean up. I got this little old lady named Roxanne as a team leader, and she was out of control hilarious. We of course got assigned to North Village, which is Frat side of the village. i.e. the dirties since this is were the parties are at. They send anyone in the greek system there, I guess that is fair. Most the rest of Westwood is super clean anyway. If you are not aware, Westwood is imbedded in Beverly Hills, Bel Air, and Brentwood. Needless to say, the area is really clean. We paint lamp posts, curbs, and the such. Not like when we go into south central.
All that would have been fun if I had gotten any sleep in the week leading up to.
Lets see....
I am currently supposed to be writing a paper related to Spinoza right now, but I don't seem to be motivated to do so.
That is all that is going on in my boring, academic life. Nothing new and special. Living my days out in the ivory tower. Not sure how I feel about this, but I do feel privileged to have this life.
There are days I miss the other life. Music, tours, hot ass sweaty busses, being up all night breaking down. The crazy ass shit, the women, even the lack of a regular/dependable shower schedule.
Then I remind myself that something intellectual was missing, and that I why I changed gears. Perhaps someday the two will live out fully within me.
Beans and Rice,
Anticool.
Minor update, spend Saturday volunteering, cleaning up Westwood. O' no, I just gave away what school I am associated with. Who gives a shit? Anyway, it is this give back to the community for supporting us sort of day. We had about 600 students, staff, and faculty. Mostly students, which is a good thing for the student body, and the community to see students help clean up. I got this little old lady named Roxanne as a team leader, and she was out of control hilarious. We of course got assigned to North Village, which is Frat side of the village. i.e. the dirties since this is were the parties are at. They send anyone in the greek system there, I guess that is fair. Most the rest of Westwood is super clean anyway. If you are not aware, Westwood is imbedded in Beverly Hills, Bel Air, and Brentwood. Needless to say, the area is really clean. We paint lamp posts, curbs, and the such. Not like when we go into south central.
All that would have been fun if I had gotten any sleep in the week leading up to.
Lets see....
I am currently supposed to be writing a paper related to Spinoza right now, but I don't seem to be motivated to do so.
That is all that is going on in my boring, academic life. Nothing new and special. Living my days out in the ivory tower. Not sure how I feel about this, but I do feel privileged to have this life.
There are days I miss the other life. Music, tours, hot ass sweaty busses, being up all night breaking down. The crazy ass shit, the women, even the lack of a regular/dependable shower schedule.
Then I remind myself that something intellectual was missing, and that I why I changed gears. Perhaps someday the two will live out fully within me.
Beans and Rice,
Anticool.
Two more papers to complete. I am not sure how they are going to be of quality, having only till tomorrow at 5 to complete them both. For the most part, starting from scratch, on the writing side.
An extra hour of sleep....... enough said.
In other news, room is finally together and more "homie." Three more weeks of the quarter, and much to do. At least now I have a relaxing place to think.
In other news, room is finally together and more "homie." Three more weeks of the quarter, and much to do. At least now I have a relaxing place to think.
Way too much reading in my classes. The reading doesn't suck, I rather like it, but too much of it to spend time actually learning anything.
Perhaps doing this intensive was a bit crazy; 13 units in 6 weeks.
I am half way through, my major midterm was this morning, I don't think I did too bad.
Pretending I have any interest in the subject matter, and getting all the reading done is the only real challenge.
I am half way through, my major midterm was this morning, I don't think I did too bad.
Pretending I have any interest in the subject matter, and getting all the reading done is the only real challenge.
I've not been updating for shit. Moving on campus come Wed, and the process continues to get more hectic. I hope to be far more regular on this site and others come a week from not. Till then I have to run around like a mad man getting things I need, and getting rid of the last I don't. Thankfully an old friend will be coming through soon, and flying into LA from NYC with a wad of cash. Some of this will be toy money (27" Mac Cinema Screen to duel monitor my same size iMac) and a pad of cash for Uni needs. I'll get back to you on what it is like as an adult to transition from a King to a Twin. Ha ha.
I hope you are all having an amazing fucking time, despite the craziness, I am.
See you soon SG.
PS- Thank you so much all of the pretty ladies of SG that have served as a wonderful destruction during these busy time.
I hope you are all having an amazing fucking time, despite the craziness, I am.
See you soon SG.
PS- Thank you so much all of the pretty ladies of SG that have served as a wonderful destruction during these busy time.
I don't have a great deal to share today.
The continued purging of "crap I don't need" is going strong and almost to an end. I stored away a few high value items at what I can hope is a safe location, however, I find that they are already released from my worry. If by chance something happens, so it is. I am at a place in my life in which, if you lend or trust ANYONE with ANYTHING, be willing to never see it again. This is in the case of cars, money, belongings, your heart. If you are not willing to lose it, then don't let it out.
Orientations was the day before last; GOOD TIMES!!! It was a very long day, and having no sleep the night before, I expected it to be tedious. It was oddly enough a great deal of fun. My break out group was fucking awesome, and we all left off feeling we had made some new friends. It is out of character for me to exchange personal contact info so quickly. Some really cool, highly intelligent people.
Please excuse, what I am sure is, a blog full of grammatical errors. I am tired, and ready to watch Bill Maher before going to bed early.
Have an amazing night, and whatever, until I write again.
Beans and Rice.
The continued purging of "crap I don't need" is going strong and almost to an end. I stored away a few high value items at what I can hope is a safe location, however, I find that they are already released from my worry. If by chance something happens, so it is. I am at a place in my life in which, if you lend or trust ANYONE with ANYTHING, be willing to never see it again. This is in the case of cars, money, belongings, your heart. If you are not willing to lose it, then don't let it out.
Orientations was the day before last; GOOD TIMES!!! It was a very long day, and having no sleep the night before, I expected it to be tedious. It was oddly enough a great deal of fun. My break out group was fucking awesome, and we all left off feeling we had made some new friends. It is out of character for me to exchange personal contact info so quickly. Some really cool, highly intelligent people.
Please excuse, what I am sure is, a blog full of grammatical errors. I am tired, and ready to watch Bill Maher before going to bed early.
Have an amazing night, and whatever, until I write again.
Beans and Rice.
I am going through all of my belongings, trying to decide what I want/need, as I am moving on campus on the 27th. This is really hard, I have collected years of cool, stupid, and fun shit. This downsizing is hard, as I don't have a family to store my belongings with, and would rather not put friends in that positions, since the breaking of my stuff would only result in conflict. Even that task of getting rid of books is hard. The idea of being liberated from a great deal of it is weight off my shoulders though. I think it is due time I live a bit more of a minimalist lifestyle. My ideal of minimalist is far from the actually definition though, since I am not willing to get rid of all the fun electronic toys I have.
Okay, this distraction has lasted long enough, time to get my ass back to work.
Okay, this distraction has lasted long enough, time to get my ass back to work.
