random bits

[karenor]

so i've been reading over my friends' post for the last two days. i know i've been mia...but things are a bit crazy for me. anyway, everyone seems to be exhausted. and my question is, WHY the hell do we all work so hard??? For what? ok, that's all.

So, we talked about Horkheimer and Adorno in theory class last night, who basically were the first cultural critics and said pretty much all aspects of all culture are corrupt and horrible and ruled by the mighty dollar, the evile capitalist system. Marxist crap, yawn. anyhoo, i really felt like posting some lyrics that i was thinking of last night, but getting on the computer was kind of an impossibility, so i give you my heartfelt lyric post, a few hours later. sue me for not being spontaneous.

look around, see for yourself
he led us down and at the water's edge we knelt
petals in the lake and red upon my face
she's crying as we pray
and it all comes down to money, again
how could you forsake the love of god that way
don't fade, you're staying here with me
don't fade, i need to know that someone still believes. ~Toad the Wet Sprocket
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ok, and in case anyone was wondering...those two theory papers i was fareeking out about a few weeks ago, i got them back yesterday. B and B+. Not as good as i would have liked to do with the time i invested, but decent given the crap product i believed i turned out. we'll see how i do on the medieval lit paper, which i should get tomorrow.

i'm freaking out about this job thing, cuz the dude hasn't gotten back to me and i don't wanna call him again. i'm such a tard.

have to do a 'radical revision' of a story. think i'm gonna change one into a poem. we'll see how that goes. have to do it all today.

only two more eps of Roswell left! I hate that it's ending. I've watched it every weekday for the past...60 something weekdays. and it's over tomorrow. wednesday. the day i can not watch it when it airs, and have do some vcr acrobatics to record it. because angel is new...again. someone please explain to me exactly how a show can be new for what like 8 weeks in a row in precisely NOT sweeps time. isn't it a physical impossibilty? wtf. normally i wouldn't complain. but yo, when it messes up my roswell, i take issue. if i miss the finale, heads will roll, i swear. but i won't. think happy thoughts. think happy thoughts.

i need to get to work. blech.

Comments

re: the story/poem thing and exhaustion

[about-worth.livejournal.com]

when i had Haake, she gave us a novel in verse to read called Autobiography of Red</u? by Ann Carson (????). it read like a story, but it had stanzas and line breaks. i really liked the form. so i'm sure that Haake would welcome something like that. and i don't know why we work so hard. must be that capitalistic brainwashing we all undergo. ;)

Re: re: the story/poem thing and exhaustion

[karenor.livejournal.com]

:) i know i'm brainwashed.

Re: re: the story/poem thing and exhaustion

[about-worth.livejournal.com]

and gosh, i must be brainwashed, i underlined everything in my post. :P

[alannahrose.livejournal.com]

*prays*
Dear (deity of choice),
Please let everyone's vcrs work correctly tomorrow. Please don't let us die of exhaustion and please let all papers be graded generously.

Blessings,
Alannah

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[karenor.livejournal.com]

i like that prayer. :)

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[alannahrose.livejournal.com]

Me too...I hope it works!