> Nirvana - Lithium
> Drowning Pool - Tear Away
Today was a cool day! Napped in the Drift Office until Amy showed up, had this weird dream about Josh sneaking into the office (which was creepy because I was dreaming something that was taking place in the room that I was in) That really freaks me out when that happens. It’s like the real and the dream are for a miniscule moment, fused. In short: panic. But yeah, Amy came in and I went and returned The Stranger. She was doing the Art Auction scrapbook: it looked really cool. She didn’t finish it though. She had to go give a speech or something, I think I went and wandered around. That oaf Deanna accosted me–I don’t know what I did after that. Followed Amber around for a while, then we came back to the college. That guy with the mohawk was talking to me–we were talking about cigarettes, and he had this Death brand cigarette (which was amazing.) In The Doom Generation they smoke Death brand cigarettes. So I must get my hands on some. They have this back pack with a skull on it, and the cigarette he gave me had a black skull and crossbones on it. They didn’t have them at Gas 4 Less (obviously, but I had to check). Next time I see that Robert character I’m going to ask him where his friend got them. But yeah. Then I saw Tawna in class, and went to talk to her. I decided to go into the library and print out my blog posts (hence, my last frantic entry). English started, and he was talking about our portfolio. Then he handed back our research papers. I GOT AN “A” ON THE FINAL DRAFT!!! And with the plan factored in, I got a “B”! And I got an 8.5 out of 10 on the plan for my argumentative essay! I’m so passing that class. Well–if I get everything else done. I’m seriously doubting passing Philosophy right now–I’m halfway through my second essay. But I didn’t do the Justice essay. I suck. But yea, after class Danielle, Christine, and I hung out for a while. Um…I think Christine and I were going to go buy cigarettes but they had to go somewhere. I meandered back to the college, and Art was canceled or something, so I went and left a note in my dad’s car that said that art was canceled and that i was walking to gas 4 less. Went there, got a lighter, asked them if they had the Death cigarettes, then journeyed back towards my dad. He drove by and picked me up. We went home and I read some on The Day of Creation and Simulacra and Simulation. Then I went online, and TAGGART WAS ONLINE. We didn’t have a very good conversation, I was freaked out and had decided to cut up the picture on my Marilyn Manson shirt that doesn’t fit and put it on my bondage jacket, so I was safety-pinning and stuff. I sewed it on with the sewing machine and it looks gravy. I’m going to wear it tomorrow. But yea, Taggart had to go to work. Ate dinner, washed the dishes, made some tea, started on my papers. Wrote Molly an e-mail–talked to lexusjedi for a while–then someone just knocked on the door. It was this guy that keeps calling (with this weird accent) asking about the pasture my dad has for rent. My stupid father either doesn’t call him back or–well I dunno–cuz the foreign guy was at the door. He said he’d come back in the morning. He’s sure tenacious. Weird. So now my left wrist is hurting. I need a brace for it. Damn. But yea, I read postmodern theory for like two hours…McLuhan and Baudrillard–essays about them and some other philosophers. I really want these books:
—x-mas list post—
Sigmund Freud - Civilization and It’s Discontents
Sigmund Freud - The Future of an Illusion
J.G. Ballard - Concrete Island
Marshall McLuhan - The Medium is the Message
J.G. Ballard - The Atrocity Exhibition
Jean Baudrillard - America
Jean Baudrillard - Passwords
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okay, must get back to my essay. Ooooh…Taggart just IMed me….mmmm
