I just made a whole batch of chocolate icing because I was craving sugar. Now I’m sick of it. I’m going to have to make a cake to frost with it now. Damn.

No, this post isn’t about a B-list Hollywood movie, it’s about my essay. I made a timeline of important philosophical works and that’s loosely how I’m organizing my essay. I just decided to type it up to waste time.

1848 - Karl Marx - The Communist Manifesto
1927 - Sigmund Freud - The Future of an Illusion
1932 - Aldous Huxley - Brave New World
1937 - Franz Kafka - The Trial (English Translation)
1942 - Albert Camus - The Stranger
1945 - J.D. Salinger - The Catcher in the Rye
1949 - George Orwell - Nineteen-Eighty-Four
1953 - Ray Bradbury - Fahrenheit 451
1957 - Ayn Rand - Atlas Shrugged
1963 - Kurt Vonnegut - Cat’s Cradle
1973 - J.G. Ballard - Crash
1981 - Jean Baudrillard - Simulacra and Simulation
1999 - Chuck Palahniuk - Invisible Monsters

I just read Amanda’s blog and she found the draft of Liz Gatti’s story, and the phrase was “A rip goal to slowly peel as she gets older.” Glorious. I’m procrastinating on my essay, ostensibly because my wrist hurts, but since I’m writing a blog post it couldn’t hurt too damn bad. Just felt like posting a funny quote:

“It is ridiculous claiming that video games influence children. For instance, if Pac-man affected kids born in the eighties, we should by now have a bunch of teenagers who run around in darkened rooms and eat pills while listening to monotonous electronic music.”

On a sidenote, Amanda’s paramour amazes me with his unprofessional handling of the situation, and just general lameness. Well, they say that one in four people has a personality disorder. Hm. Oh, Daniela called me today–we talked for a while. She hasn’t finished her paper, which is damn sad because she’s been working on it for literally a month. I hope I get a tremendously higher grade than her. God, I’m so competitive. Bad me.

I’m on the eighth page of my paper, and my wrists hurt badly. I might take a break. I hate how they hurt, I’m held hostage by them. God damn it.

I love it how smart people will be able to articulate things that you feel deep within yourself. During research for my paper, I just read an Ayn Rand quote that completely crystallizes my feelings toward Jordan’s dowdy intellect.

“A philosophic system is an integrated view of existence. As a human being, you have no choice about the fact that you need a philosophy. Your only choice is whether you define your philosophy by a conscious, rational, disciplined process of thought and scrupulously logical deliberation — or let your subconscious accumulate a junk heap of unwarranted conclusions, false generalizations, undefined convictions, undigested slogans, unidentified wishes, doubts and fears, thrown together by chance.”

Ayn Rand, I love you. Even though you’re dead.

I’m almost done with my research paper, I’m going to address Ayn Rand’s views on religion and then turn to my conclusion.