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Nov. 9th, 2006 04:47 amSerious political discussion aside, it does feel good to have the party I voted for running things. It took too long, but whatever. It's also nice to have a Clinton back in office. Those Clinton's got good genes. Good political genes. Because, you know, when you marry someone you get the same genes I learned it in class.
I spent Tuesday night at Best Buy. They moved the entire video game section to where boomboxes and musical instruments (keyboards, guitars) were and vice versa. So I helped doing that. It was a 9p to 7a shift, but I ended up getting out at 8:30a. I'd never been as sleepy in my entire life than I was at 5p yesterday (Wednesday). So 10 minutes away from the ending of In the Bedroom, I couldn't hold open my eyes for all the money in the world and I went to bed. So I'm awake now, which is fine because I have to be at Best Buy in 3 hours anyhow.
Best Buy's not bad. People like me there and I like those people all right. It's not hard work and I've been there long enough so that I know exactly how to make slacking off look like productivity. The hours are a bit odd on account of it's holiday season.
There's this babe who works at the cash registers (aka the "front lanes") who my big, fat, homosexual supervisor started a rumor was a lesbian. It turns out she's straight, but this entire time I had been avoiding eye contact with her for two reasons: she's beautiful and allegedly lesbian. I have nothing against beautiful lesbians. They in fact fascinate me. But it's like looking into the sun. But the rumor proved false, so now she's just beautiful. I'm still not going to look her in the eye, are you kidding me? Lest she see it in my eyes how badly I want to R her.
I'm applying to Columbia College in Chicago for graduate school. So far the only lengths I've taken are I've gotten an official transcript from Hofstra, requested one from Geneseo, and I got a letter of recommendation from Jerome Delamater, my favorite professor at Hofstra. The thing about Jerome Delamater is that, unbeknowst to me, he went to grad school with a one Judd Chesler, who, which you'll see by clicking the link above, is the Graduate Program Director of the Film & Video department, the very department to which I'm applying for addmission. So that's MONEY right there. But the deadline for applications is January 7, 2007 and I still have mad shit to give them, including a personal statement and a thesis proposal. Fuck these things. I fucking hate personal statements. I know as much about myself as anyone else. And a thesis proposal?? It's a four- to six-year program. How the shit am I supposed to know what my thesis will be?
Who's to say I'm going to even get in? I probably will, but who's to say?
I finished In the Bedroom. It's a great movie. Coincidentally, the last movie I saw was Little Children, also directed by Todd Field. It is such a strange coincidence. Such a strange goddamn coincidence.
I spent Tuesday night at Best Buy. They moved the entire video game section to where boomboxes and musical instruments (keyboards, guitars) were and vice versa. So I helped doing that. It was a 9p to 7a shift, but I ended up getting out at 8:30a. I'd never been as sleepy in my entire life than I was at 5p yesterday (Wednesday). So 10 minutes away from the ending of In the Bedroom, I couldn't hold open my eyes for all the money in the world and I went to bed. So I'm awake now, which is fine because I have to be at Best Buy in 3 hours anyhow.
Best Buy's not bad. People like me there and I like those people all right. It's not hard work and I've been there long enough so that I know exactly how to make slacking off look like productivity. The hours are a bit odd on account of it's holiday season.
There's this babe who works at the cash registers (aka the "front lanes") who my big, fat, homosexual supervisor started a rumor was a lesbian. It turns out she's straight, but this entire time I had been avoiding eye contact with her for two reasons: she's beautiful and allegedly lesbian. I have nothing against beautiful lesbians. They in fact fascinate me. But it's like looking into the sun. But the rumor proved false, so now she's just beautiful. I'm still not going to look her in the eye, are you kidding me? Lest she see it in my eyes how badly I want to R her.
I'm applying to Columbia College in Chicago for graduate school. So far the only lengths I've taken are I've gotten an official transcript from Hofstra, requested one from Geneseo, and I got a letter of recommendation from Jerome Delamater, my favorite professor at Hofstra. The thing about Jerome Delamater is that, unbeknowst to me, he went to grad school with a one Judd Chesler, who, which you'll see by clicking the link above, is the Graduate Program Director of the Film & Video department, the very department to which I'm applying for addmission. So that's MONEY right there. But the deadline for applications is January 7, 2007 and I still have mad shit to give them, including a personal statement and a thesis proposal. Fuck these things. I fucking hate personal statements. I know as much about myself as anyone else. And a thesis proposal?? It's a four- to six-year program. How the shit am I supposed to know what my thesis will be?
Who's to say I'm going to even get in? I probably will, but who's to say?
I finished In the Bedroom. It's a great movie. Coincidentally, the last movie I saw was Little Children, also directed by Todd Field. It is such a strange coincidence. Such a strange goddamn coincidence.
