Revolution, I say!! And am immediately eaten by my own kind in an act of extreme cannabilsm
Revolution, how I loathe thee, let me count the ways. For all I care all of you disenfranchised, oppressed people living under dictatorial rule can just keep suffering because it is revolution which is going to be the death me. To speak frankly, if you believe much of what we read in class, it's probably revolution that's going to be the death of you too if you were to start one. So don't. Or if you must, and I mean, there better be some pretty hardcore torture going on or something, can you at least look at this formula we have for our class and try to go by that. I don't mind if you flee the country before you get to the part where the revolution gobbles it's young, but can you just stick to the formula? Yeah. Thanks.
I am writing a paper. Sort of. I mean, I'm supposed to be writing a paper and in some ways I am, but problematically not getting very far. I have eaten almonds and yogurt covered pretzles, consumed large amounts of caffeine, and am currently mainlining tea, basically because I don't have coffee and it has SOME caffeine. Swanee and I proposed drugs to complete the assignment, but decided that I wouldn't get very far if I was hallucinating about shiny little purple men walking on my face. Don't ask where that image came from, because I don't know, but I think it's funny, so I blogged about it.
Honestly, I'm not completely clear on the purpose of this blog. I mean, everybody who knows me well enough to care about the fact that I'm up at 2:15 in the morning less than 2 pages into a 7-10 page paper already KNOWs that I'm up at 2:15 in the morning less than 2 pages into a 7-10 page paper, so I wonder who will realistically be reading this, but it feels kind of good to write it so I think that maybe I will do this more often.
Alright, back to the paper and an intense discussion of whether Czechoslovakia followed the revolutionary narrative and if they didn't why not and why that's interesting. Tonight on the late show: Who The Hell Cares?!?! Featuring Marilyn Manson and bingo the backflipping dog.
Who, me, frustrated? Nah.
Peace babies.
Megan
I am writing a paper. Sort of. I mean, I'm supposed to be writing a paper and in some ways I am, but problematically not getting very far. I have eaten almonds and yogurt covered pretzles, consumed large amounts of caffeine, and am currently mainlining tea, basically because I don't have coffee and it has SOME caffeine. Swanee and I proposed drugs to complete the assignment, but decided that I wouldn't get very far if I was hallucinating about shiny little purple men walking on my face. Don't ask where that image came from, because I don't know, but I think it's funny, so I blogged about it.
Honestly, I'm not completely clear on the purpose of this blog. I mean, everybody who knows me well enough to care about the fact that I'm up at 2:15 in the morning less than 2 pages into a 7-10 page paper already KNOWs that I'm up at 2:15 in the morning less than 2 pages into a 7-10 page paper, so I wonder who will realistically be reading this, but it feels kind of good to write it so I think that maybe I will do this more often.
Alright, back to the paper and an intense discussion of whether Czechoslovakia followed the revolutionary narrative and if they didn't why not and why that's interesting. Tonight on the late show: Who The Hell Cares?!?! Featuring Marilyn Manson and bingo the backflipping dog.
Who, me, frustrated? Nah.
Peace babies.
Megan
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