Everyone is willing to concede that Billy G. and Wal Mart need to be torn apart, but because nobody can find a way to systematize it, everyone is unwilling to organize, to lift a finger. In the pre-enlightenment world, there was a paucity of rule by law; in the post-enlightenment world, I often think there is an overemphasis on it.
I told aqueous I wasn’t an anarchist. Maybe that was a lie.
All of my relationships seem to follow the same trajectory. Apparently I elicit very predictable reactions from people. At the same time, there are some very dark, nefarious things that I get up to in social interaction that I’m only vaguely ever aware of, and even then, not until afterward. I apologize to everyone for that stuff.
I need to stop consuming Alandia Boheme, beacuse it seems that every time I feel as though I’ve behaved badly in some way recently, it’s after consuming this stuff. One of my friends said she thinks it’s really truth serum because of the way that it made her feel. If that’s really the case, there’s no doubt I gotta cut it out. The last thing I need in me is truth serum.
I thought I’d escape the library for one day. But when I got to my building, it turns out that the wireless network isn’t working properly. So I won’t escape the library for one day. I haven’t even escaped the departmental lounge for one day.
Time is pushing forward. Registration soon. Papers sooner. Jack Daniels to follow.
Link of the day: Alandia.
Be aggressive. B-E-aggressive. B-E-A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E!