more fucking snow, but school is open this time. which actually has no effect on me whatsoever as both of my classes were canceled anyway; one prof is sick and one wanted to give us an extra 90 minutes to finish and turn in our 10-page papers.
mine is about the relationship of horticulture to the African diaspora. what are the effects on African culture when we theorize it through the imagery of roots, plants, branches, etc.?
I'm not really sure and I want to shoot my head. I only have three pages right now, three solid, perfect pages, but I feel like if I say anything more it will be repetition.
thank god for racists like Hegel. it's fun to refute them in an academically sound way.
it's 1:04 p.m. and I have to work at 4:00 today because I am the kind of tool who says "ok" to picking up extra hours even when I am at my busiest. and when I get home, if I get home during rush hour on a snow-covered freeway, I have to spend the rest of the night undoing half a semester's worth of procrastination, writing 11 more pages of bullshit about Race and Ethnicity in American Film.
[edit as of 11/16/06: BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP]
25 hours and forty-three minutes, and fucking spring break is here. it took me a whole minute to do the math on that.
my SG subscription expires on Saturday, and I don't think I'm going to re-up. this whole site's got me pissy at all hours of the day, particularly when I see interesting threads shut down in private groups because they are "not nice." it's all just a little sickening to me.
but maybe I'll be back.
whatever.
mine is about the relationship of horticulture to the African diaspora. what are the effects on African culture when we theorize it through the imagery of roots, plants, branches, etc.?
I'm not really sure and I want to shoot my head. I only have three pages right now, three solid, perfect pages, but I feel like if I say anything more it will be repetition.
thank god for racists like Hegel. it's fun to refute them in an academically sound way.
it's 1:04 p.m. and I have to work at 4:00 today because I am the kind of tool who says "ok" to picking up extra hours even when I am at my busiest. and when I get home, if I get home during rush hour on a snow-covered freeway, I have to spend the rest of the night undoing half a semester's worth of procrastination, writing 11 more pages of bullshit about Race and Ethnicity in American Film.
[edit as of 11/16/06: BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP]
25 hours and forty-three minutes, and fucking spring break is here. it took me a whole minute to do the math on that.
my SG subscription expires on Saturday, and I don't think I'm going to re-up. this whole site's got me pissy at all hours of the day, particularly when I see interesting threads shut down in private groups because they are "not nice." it's all just a little sickening to me.
but maybe I'll be back.
whatever.
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(Which is to say, with little parachutes).
I'll keep ya grey for a moment...