gorbachev

Woohoo.

They let me in. I am on my way to being the master of my domain!

Now, two years of crap classes and schools of thought I could care less about.

When will the sociology department let me know if I have been accepted into their miserable masters program?

Will I ever get to bowl on a league again?

Does having a car payment make me bourgeois?

How can I make my wife happier (without doing the cleaning I know I should)?

Will I ever do anything but wait tables?

How can I incorporate chromaticism into...
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I am trying to complete my letter of intent for graduate application at our local M.A. mill. In the process, I decided to look up some of the professors to see who might have interests in my area of study. Exactly one interested me (marginally).

Not looking good.

I am continually disappointed by what passes for academia. So many students are students for the advancement...
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Our president speaks!

I have NPR on in the back ground, but I am not listening. Frankly, I am more likely to listen to the inarticulate Pentacostal that shouts about hell fire and damnation during the lunch hour on busy pedestrian malls.

Why would I want to listen to speech that was consciously constructed to to offer 7 second sound-bytes for constant reproduction over the...
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I went to our local porn monger today. Very disappoining.

SG has made it so that I don't even know what kind of porn I like anymore. I want to see women so real they appear exotic. Hardcore doesn't do what it used to.

Nothing more to say. I want to go to the bar, but the bar is too far.

Hairpie.

I am no longer a paralegal. I no longer have to make multiple needless revisions of a document that I drafted perfectly well in the first place.

Death to the legal profession as it stands!
The juridical mind is a small mind.

"How are you this evening; may I take your order?" is my cry of freedom now -- for better or worse.

I would...
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What a week.

One of better friends was sent to the looney bin this weekend -- an indivdual with whom my academic fate lies (at least in part).

I had to go to the doctor for an unexplained infection in my eye lid (not-conjunctivitis), and am now on a course of antibiotics for ten days. Which would be fine except for the fact that vodka...
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WOO-HOO.

I put the firm on notice today. In exactly two weeks I will be free from para-legality. I think I might take myself of the legal peoples page right now.

I am unburdened by the soul-crushing monotony of "prepare for attorney review (.5)."

The only draw-back is that I will soon be waiting tables again. I vowed that I would never do it, but...
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The woman who calls me her husband and I (my wife, but I don't like to sound possessive), had a good talk last night about our horrible distaste for our jobs. Neither one of us, we promised, would give notice until we lined up new jobs. Rational, I suppose, but I am wondering if the pressure of finding a job would make either one of...
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meta, pardon my lack of clarity. Where should one reply to a comment regarding a journal entry?

I am hesitant to reply in the commentator's journal because it would be out of context in their journal. I also think it might be odd to comment in one's own journal. It seems absurd to update every time I want to say something to someone about...
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O.K.meta, that was hilarious (!). Now, DrStinkypants gave me the instructions, but I am still not clear on the protocol.

While I am at it, where is the appropriate place to reply? My journal (i.e., here), your journal (i.e., "tap-a, tap-a, tap-a!"), or elsewhere?

Contrary to what anyone (just about anyone, with feewww exceptions) has ever said about what communism is, or about the goals of socialist transformation -- there is a clear goal: the absence of a distinction between labor and leisure time.

Often -- and this is why many critics charge him with having a pastoral vision of our possible future -- people cite Marx's statement from...
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