I’ve been dying to blog all day…but right now I’m tired and I just want to go to bed so I can get tomorrow over with. I have so much crap to do tomorrow. I should get up early. But yeah, work was okay, Sorta Cute Guy gave me a fax. But I was on the phone. I want to find out his name. Kevin left a message for me…I’m talking to him now. He wants me to come over to his house. Lame. I went to the library and checked out No Exit and Other Plays by Jean-Paul Sartre. Then I went to watch the sunset and read No Exit until the sun went down.
Then I went to class and we read Sweeney Todd, I was this guy with an Italian accent and like it was pretty funny for the people like…listening. Kevin just wants to have sex with me. It’s pretty sad.
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Although i first got interested in existentialism out of pure amusment, I have found many truths buried in the philosophy. Although i wouldnt consider myself an existentialist yet, i most certainly wouldnt discount their concepts. I have often found myself viewing things from an existential point. I have not had the privlage to read no exit yet. And i just realized this comment is more selfish than i intended….lol…i guess i just miss you and i envy your beautiful reading and that beautiful beach….i hope that soon we will see eachother.
Always,
Poor Baby Dan