June 8, 2003 // 1:21 a.m. There's no clear line from blindness to sight while i almost never complain about the awesome search engine placement andrew gets me... please, please, please stop coming to my diary by searching for 'i want to kill myself.' i don't want to kill myself. i am not the #10 page on the web about wanting to kill oneself. please. and on that note, i feel a lot more worthwhile after completing a gender in the workplace paper. i think i got the point of the assignment this time, and whateverelse she told me to fix that, admittedly, i don't remember. so it may not be an a paper, but it's not a b paper either. it's in that nether region that makes every honors student... well... want to kill h(im/er)self. the dreaded b+/a-! oh, the humanity! but really, it's okay for tonight. and i'm not so pissy about the bumper sticker thing, because truthfully i just wanted a feminist-themed sticker, and i was never so sure about it, and i know no one gets that it's a feminist-themed sticker anyway. so i found an actual feminist-themed sticker tonight, which everyone should be much happier with. (i will be a post-feminist in the post-patriarchy. it has a spiral, too. yay, spirals!) and evolve fish totally has a happy humanist car emblem now, but it is already out of stock! i so want that. it's 2:30 am but i have one chapter of wuthering heights to go, and by heavenlyunspecifieddeity, i'm going to finish that damn book tonight! yes i have nothing to say. except a big shout out to brandon, lani and my own productivity for putting me in a wonderful mood. mildly bipolarly yours, you try to talk me down, and i'm running all around. you try to make some
sense of me, but there i am in pieces on the ground.
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