Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Please note: Deconstructivism in progress.

Life has been (for lack of a better term, or in this case running of oversimplification) very busy. Classes have been engaging and complex, I actually may make the dean's list (90% average) which for all you kiddies out there: High school is a joke ( at its current standing), I did terrible in my lesser years and lone and behold, my marks are much better (maybe this is because I am paying the equivilant of my soul for my studies).

Amnesty group is off to a great start. A black tie event has been scheduled for December 1st, its nice to see we will be able to hit 3+ birds with one stone: 1. Raise money for A.I 2. Raise money for our group 3. Hold politicans accountable on some note for their actions 4. oh and lets not forget my petty self, I can actually dress up girly (something, for those who know me, I NEVER do) , psst maybe I will ask D for a genuine flamenco dance ;-)

Life is , I believe, falling into my court for a change. The realist knows this obviously won't last long, so I am going to enjoy it while I can.

The obsession *alas* has been put on the backburner, Mmmm to simmer to perfection. Although I did purchase his reading of Thomas Hardy's 'The Return of the Native', it is quite engaging. Hardy is a very visual writer and accompanied with the voice of 'god', it has been a wonderful experience indeed.Okay I am just going to melt in the corner over there.

J and I went for coffee on the weekend. It was good to see him again, and bitch him out for being one of the lucky ones to obtain AC/DC tickets, I am sure he believes it was divine intervention, I just think he is one lucky bastard. Oh J. even though I know you are married, something tells me, I am your penis and you are my vagina--> It makes sense people , I am not religious--> aka he is my rock!

Ruby, school (if that is what you desire) will be in your future again.. we should consult the cards.. AHHH anything but that damn rider deck, it hates me I swear. I miss doing readings. *SIGH* and now I must deal with D's scary flamenco shirts alone, tell me how this is a bad thing again? and the D , I must tally his repetitiveness, and that he does well, all alone.

I shall leave with a great quote by Voltaire:

"I may not agree with what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it"

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