SO, I'm taking a break from constructing my American Literature essay about Whitman... the title? "Antebellum, Post-bellum and Cerebellum, Too." I disagree with the last 600 words, but it's creative and praises the "universal ejaculation" of Whitman or... whatever. I don't really listen to professors who go off on illogical, immoral or cultural relativistic tangents. I intend to wear my "I survived college without becoming a liberal" shirt with pride. I digress.
I was in the library earlier, looking up quotes for my essay to juxtapose between creative vomit, when I noticed this guy join a group of what appear to be his female study pals. He asked a lot of questions for someone who is 5 days away from their final... actually he talked a lot. And very loudly, too. I was also listening to my ipod at the time. What, did you regress to kinder-garten? Inside voices, please.
In other news, today I was reminded about how I should focus on the blessings of my life instead of the possibility that I could be in hell. I'm going to try this. Starting with...I'm half-way done with the second to last paper I will ever have to write. OK. I have my basic necessities, loving family, check. Health, check. Car, check. Job, check. iMac, check. Talent, check. I'm fighting the urge to think, what is the usefulness of all of this if I don't have anyone to share it with. Nope. Just typed the thought. I guess, I'm lonely. I'm thankful for the ability to recognize what is wrong with me. Another essay update soon.
You also own the greatest vacation spot "The Point"in the upper Midwest. In any event, you have what God gave you that no one, and no circumstance, can take away—you are made in the image of God and therefore you have his unquenchable love that never fails to shine in your direction. Check. Big check.
ReplyDeleteyeah you have the Point. and nice rear end. not to mention, you smell terrific. and no i'm not flirting with you, just stating the fact like a Vulcan does.
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