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September 24, 2004
It's Kismet, I'm Sure
The nasty poo-gas has gone away, thank you very much. I think it all had something to do with the fact that, oh, I don't know, I ate nothing but burritos and quesadillas from Baja Fresh and Chipotle for a good three days straight. Well, I sure learned my lesson: While it's great to be all multi-cultural and celebrate Mexican Independence Day (A week late, I think, but it's my only excuse for eating so much), a heavy dose of guacamole and black beans will come back to bite you in the butt. And by "bite," I mean severe cramping, accompanied by poisonous flatulence.
So the first week of classes is over. I can't even really call it a "week," since I was only there for two days. So far, both of my film classes are awesome, I'm so excited. It's the kind of thing where you walk into the class, and you just know right off the bat that this is something you want to do for the rest of your life. Maybe not mega Hollywood style, but at least something to do with the industry. I get pumped up about this kind of stuff, which is more than I can say about anthropology...
Let me just say, in defense of all palentologists and historians and people of that nature, that I respect your work. I really do. I mean, on a Sunday night, when I don't have anything better do, I can chill watching the National Geographic Channel all night long, no problem. But when you people start expecting me to sit down for two hours and listen to a balding guy give a lecture on the etymology of the word "evolution" in Darwin's "Origin of Species," I'm going to lose it. That's just all there is to it.
I really thought about just dropping the class altogether and replacing it with something else, but it's the last of the four science classes I have to finish, and then I won't have to give a damn about the process of the scientific method EVER AGAIN. No more proofs. No more hypotheses. No more analysis. No more charts. No more calculations. And not one more flipping formula to remember EVER AGAIN.
I get chills just thinking about it.
Today's Soundtrack: "Air," Ben Folds Five
Best Part of the Day: I got all my books this quarter for under $100. I am the QUEEN OF CHEAPNESS. Now to spend all my savings on useless junk on Ebay...
posted at 9:32 p.m.
