Thursday, December 7, 2000 @ 04:55 p.m.
feminism does not equal the "right" to commit adultery. where the fuck did that come from?
yes, it is getting ever-nearer to christmas, and you of course cannot do anything without my help, not even shop. so, deletia proudly presents: ownables for the girl who has everything in your life:
what a wonderful country we live in!
"walk, gimp, walk, gimp."
scary realization: put two drinks into meghan, three into jeff, and one mocha latte and $3 worth of chocolate-covered espresso beans into me, and we are perfect conversation friends. everything made so much more sense! "stimulants, not depressants!"
[Jeff, about a blonde girl sitting in HUB mall] "...she wantst to ride the alex express."
i have a laser printer now.
you are right, and that made no sense. my last entry was better.
i think i smell good tonight. and, i hate gulliver's travels. and, soon i will have a new site design based on my philosophy notes, and then all the migraine-prone people will be able to return.
i am a retail queen. i deserve more than $7 an hour for the work i do.
vell vell. ve meet agen.
i went to the doctor today. watching a little glass tube fill up with your own blood is one of the most jarring feelings in the world. along with urinating into a little plastic cup "mid-stream". but I did get to read an old issue of people-- did you know that Hank Azaria and Helen Hunt are getting MARRIED?!?
Okay, okay. enough being funny. the end of semester is not funnyfunny monkey business. it is, in fact, the opposite. there is nothing funny about primates!
further: the natural interpretation method of proving the invalidity of arguments in relational predicate logic is like a party game. you first define the area of discourse according to your whim (why not everything?), and then create meaning for the sentence-letters so that the premeses of the argument are true and the conclusion false. what could be more fun than dismissing arguments based on meaning you invented, such as Fx means x is sexually satisfied and the variable m represents jackie collins, the bestselling author? i could see myself getting very drunk some night and invalidating every argument by reducing it to a set of haikus.
my anthro prof, on human evolution: "[early humans] jump-jump-jumping through the trees, scuttling around bipedally!"
Hello, this is your computer reminding you that there is much to be done!
exploding dog makes me cry.
there are rooms in this house that i don't go in anymore
one year ago: i made this guestbook, and no one ever signs it, partly because the links are all hidden in an artsy way at the bottom of my website and partly because guestbooks are soooo stupid.
it snowed, and it pressed down on HUB mall, on CAB and even SUB, low-ceilinged, protected; but HUB, an aerie of glass and steel, was hardest hit. The skylights arecovered with snow, and the it gets dark inside, muffled. It has the grey matte look of the inside of an igloo. People scurry around, inside out-in, tyring to escape both, equivocating. The floor of the bus had an inch-thick layer of dirty snow, and out the window over the bridge to the West, the river is only a set of shadows beyond the sick yellow lights. Usually I love snow, but today I feel like Raskolnikov, anyway: oppressed by the colours of my environment. Not yellow and brown, but grey and white and grey-white and sick silver.
it's days like this I need you to protect me from the weather. i always associate you with winter. and i always associate you with summer, too... and autumn, ¡claro que si!
I know I am disappointing those around me, but I can't help it... I never said I would be your destiny, your superhero, your focus, your big misunderstanding. It's making me a bit desperate. I apologize to everyone, for... um... not being able to keep it together.
Now I can redeem myself: hey, it's those things, we learned about them, they're primates, they're good people... they're... bushbabies?!?
Oh yeah, now everyone loves me again. Fuck off.
surface mail to romania... my gott.
"If I were a fraction, my goal would be world denomination." ~ Chris Lipe
i'm on girlboy, and you're not!
vive la revolution
"Secondly, an intelligent Liberal supporter (should this fabled creature actually exist)"... hey, i'm a liberal supporter. i just hate jean chretien.
i think jeff is saying bad things about me again. i'll just tell myself he doesn't mean it and go do my homework.
i wrote a haiku:
monkeys are neat. prosimians, and new work monkeys and old world monkeys and lesser apes and great apes are all cool. but i feel bad for the lesser apes. how would you feel if your name was "lesser"? pretty bad about yourself probably.
off to order more christmas stuff online, and do my homework, and then go to work,