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Tuesday 10/17/00
Because of the horrible cheeseburger, I spent the morning puking and rolling around in some pain. Then I got up and went to German 461. We watched a movie. I don't know if it was good or not, since when I missed Thursday I missed the middle hour of it.
After class I did nothing. I intended to study, but didn't. Nothing of any interest happened, and I spent the afternoon playing Zelda 64. I feel better about myself for having done this. I thought that I was becoming dull and stupid by attending class dilligently, but a day of missing my morning classes and wasting my life has made me value myself more than I ever thought possible. I still can't get out of the fucking Water Temple. I've been stuck there for like a year, since I stopped playing Zelda 64 regularly.
Then I took a shower. I washed all of me, even the naughty parts of me. But I did not wash the naughty parts of me very quickly, so nothing untoward happened.
After the shower, it was time for Lee's Frege Presentation. He spoke on the strangeness of Frege's definitions of the concepts of one, two, and zero, and it made my head hurt when I began to understand it.
After that, Cole and I ate at Hooligan's. I want to use this sentence to iterate that we are not planning to beat anyone to death with a brick inside a stocking.
After that, I played more Zelda 64 and read the online journal of some girl who turned out to be a lot less awkward and unintentionally entertaining than I had initially hoped. Then Megan came over and we listened to J.R. talk to a girl on the phone, and we sort of made fun of him.
Then I read part of Mean Magazine and resultlessly tried to help Brandi get into her dorm, which was locked. I got a distrustful look from one of the residents of that dorm, when that resident arrived with a swipe card. I like it when the innocent regard me as a dangerous being. It reminds me of the stupidity of most of the innocent and makes me reluctant to defend them from the evil.
After that I spent more time doing nothing. A wasted day. Truly a triumph for mankind!
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