Goliath vs Goliath
Okay, I am medium going crazy because of my computer. All day I have been trying to work on this dumb proposal for this dumb essay that I hate the subject of and I am trying to research scholarly journals online but the browsers keep being like OH MY GOD I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE and shutting down. I'm sorry but that is dumb and dumb to have to explain to a teacher how fucking much that sucks like imagine you are at the library trying to do some research and everytime you find a book that might be good and open it-it takes off like flies out of your hands and goes and finds its place in the dewey decimal system. How very Harry Potter.ANYWAY. I hate my stupid subject and I can't find any material about it. Strange. Being in school, or maybe that combined with other factors has made me kind of more interested in things but also less interesting at the same time. What I mean is that I feel like I have nothing to say. I am not really the type of person to bother to talk or think about politics just because, why bother, I feel like it is something out my control blurgh...but lately I have been thinking about it more.
People keep making fun of Sarah Palin so I looked her up on youtube the other day and I just was watching this speech that she gave when she first got introduced as the running mate at some republican convention. It just spooked me because the audience just goes bananas over the strangest shit. They are so fanatic for averageness in their leaders which makes no sense.
In general I am just thinking about how we are really part of a great empire, or what was a great empire. I mean we are living in something that is going downhill, we are here for the fall and it is kind of scary because how far are we gonna fall? I don't really talk about this sort of thing because who wants to read THINK ABOUT IT when you already think about it.
Thinking about things is also spreading to everything and I sort of feel overwhelmed in a way by things that I feel like I should know about. It is pretty amazing that people manage to become experts on things because there are too many things to become experts on like, one on hand I can sort of give myself a mini anxiety attack that I am not BECOMING AN ASTRONAUT but on the other hand if I were actually trying to become an astronaut I would be freaking out about all the other stuff that I wasn't doing or knowing about. So I buy dried mangoes and walk home with a bloated belly and call my ex boyfriend and leave messages that don't really say a whole lot and wonder about how long I can keep doing this.
He doesn't mind in case you are wondering.
I wanted to tell you to go to the textile museum because the exhibit that they have on is very interesting. They have a bunch of "war rugs" from Afghanistan. Umm it is rugs that people made that have war themes, or hidden weapons in the regular rugs themes...umm google it. It's more interesting to see for yourself.
My neighbour is quiet tonight. My neighbour is the new wind. I will keep you updated. |
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