So I lied to Sam.
I told sam a number of weeks ago that I would update that week. It was a lie. I meant it when I said it, but the actual fruition of truth never really germenated from the intent of the seed planted. So here I am, some passage of time later, posting out of procrastination, more than the desire to belatedly nuture life from said dormant and slighted seed. I am supposed to be reading GWF Hegel's Preface to the Phenomenology of the Spirit but instead I am writing to you here. The dozen or so of you who will read this. I am giving up on hot dogs for the time being, because I'm poor and posting about them seems distracting from my studies (something which this post, of course, bears no resemblance to.) So I guess I'm feeling a bit aimless. I need some kind of whats that called. Oh yeah motivation to work. I think this is probably a theme with me. I need several thousand things to do in order to get anything done or else I get no where. Which is where I am now. Thank you for listening. Good Night. And Good Luck.
4 Comments:
sooooo, isn't hegel that guy with the vagina-strengthening exercises? ok, cheap joke. anyway, if all of us are home at thanksgiving, and we all go to john ryan's house for the ultra sexy uber cool v. 3 thanksgiving party, will our blogs become so intertwined that this universe as we know it will cease to exist? just a thought.
If you ever want something not school related to do on a Thursday night at 10:00, I'm always at IO to see Tim's two man show. And I'm often up for drinking––before, during, and after.
two comments.
one, sam's postulate is correct: intertwining blogs are like crossed streams. like egan said, try to imagine life as you know it stopping instantaneously and every molecule of your body exploding at the speed of light, which would be bad. however, let the record show that ultra sexy ueber hip drink experience version the third will rock.
two, 'good night, and good luck,' will also rock. score for journalism, and score for anti-mccarthyism.
"I need several thousand things to do in order to get anything done or else I get no where."
This is quite possibly the truest statement ever made (screw all that tautology crap.)
That sentence perfectly explains why I sat on my ass/surfed the internet/generally procrastinated all weekend, and then today - when I had three separate dance rehearsals in addition to classes - finally found the motivation to write this damn memo.
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