I swear…if I hear, in the sophists class again, about how Socrates was tring to figure out WHAT it was that the sophists taught, I’m going to walk out, go into the WRC across the hall, sit my ass down in front of a computer and drop the damned class. It didn’t help today that I’ve had 2.5 hours of sleep, still feeling shellshocked and depressed by the passion, and hungry as hell.

I don’t know. Its days like today that I feel it would be better fo rme to drop everything, drive off to some town in the midwest, get a minimum wage job and live there the rest of my life.

But that’s probably the tiredness/depression talking, and I’ve never been able to handle depression well. *sigh*

And, to top this crap-ass day off, I’ve got People and the Environment this afternoon too. Shit.

blah. ’s going to be a long day. 2.5 hours of sleep. and I’m in a crappy mood.

I may be able to fall asleep now. I don’t know, but I’m going to try. *sigh* goodness.

This is my trusty typewriter that I bought 2 and a half years ago off of Ebay for $25. I like using it a lot. In fact, I’d use it now, but it is really loud, and Kamran I’m certain would not appreciate it. So instead I’m taking pictures of it.

May be one of the most genius compositions ever.

I’m a little on edge. I don’t feel like sleeping. I can’t figure it out.

But I’ve listened to Beethoven’s 1,3,4,5,6,7, and 9th symphonies so far. I don’t have 2 and 8…yet. Beethoven was simply brilliant. Next I’m going to listen to Holst’s The Planets. After that Mozart’s Requiem might be following. Haven’t decided yet.

*sigh* A little on edge…I wish that were all. I’ve been able to sleep while being ‘a little’ on edge. Perhaps I may be a little bit MORE than a little on edge. Like wound up tighter than a watch spring. I don’t know.