Tuesday, March 11, 2003
Okay, so I had a blog for a long time, and I stopped writing in it because it stopped being mine. And that's the end of that story.
I figured, six months has gone by. It's time to start over. And here I am.
Today was long and wretched and I'm tired.
Good: got new ID card, painted with glue, ate breadsticks and had a good rehearsal *i AM antigone*
Bad: tired, unproductive, completely confused by marginal analysis
Emily Mace is going to help me with business calculus so that it doesn't completely kill me on Wednesday. I had a philosphy exam today that I did all right on, I think. I wrote for 45 minutes straight in that stupid little blue book, and it now contains absolutely everything I know. I think I filled twelve pages. That's a lot of philosophy.
Josh made me read,, okay, so he didn't MAKE me. I was curious and did it of my own free will. So I read this story that Josh told me about called "Rose for Emily" and it creeped me out. Not that that is too hard to do, but he definitely did it. And it's not even a scary short story. It's just weird. Now I can't sleep and it sucks. Go to Google and type in "rose for Emily"; it's the first link that comes up. Read during the daytime hours. :) I am a nerd, but a creeped out one.
Going to bed. It's 1:04 AM. These clocks are all messed up.
. celebrate . `@ 1:05 AM
