Please excuse my strange sense of humor...

I read a story for African American Lit class yesterday which I found hilarious. Turns out it was supposed to be a portrait of the struggles and determination to survive/provide for his family of an African American Male during the Great Depression.

But the story goes like this:

A family is in deep financial trouble and needs $100 so the husband puts on his wife's dress and heels and such and takes a job as a housekeeper. Turns out the man of the house likes to get drunk and hit on the housekeeper while his wife isn't home. So the wife walks in during this episode and then freaks out and gets a gun and shoots the guy in the leg. Then a doctor comes over and is like "surprise, this is a man". Then the couple bribes him with $200 not to tell anyone about this whole altercation. So the husband returns home in a borrowed suit, with $200 and bullet wound in the leg. And the wife is as confused as all get out. 

Does that not sound like something from some dark comedy movie? Maybe a prime time sitcom? Either way, I could not take it seriously.

Maybe I'm just abnormal. I was trying hard not to laugh in class. 

In other news, 

I can't stop listening to the hopecore.com radio station on iTunes. It is really great. It's the first radio station I've liked since I was 12. 

I'm excited to go home this weekend and leave Greencastle/DePauw. 

I wish qdoba sold their queso in stores. 

I hope my reaction to my professor's favorite author's work doesn't affect the way he grades my future papers... hmmm... DANG IT. 

hopelessness

is a bad feeling. one my least favorites. and dread. sometimes they go together

Tick Tick Boom

I'm a ticking time bomb!!! 

Even though a time bomb wouldn't form a mushroom cloud. Would it? I might be finding out soon. 

All over the place

I can only be in Greencastle for a week at a time... it's been almost a week and I'm getting restless. I wonder if I can hold out until Spring Break? I will try. 

I knew my lab partner wouldn't show. I paired up with someone else. Then he decided to show up. The pigeon of the guy I paired with was bloody and disgusting. We might as well have grabbed a pigeon of the street it and cut it open. It was so bloody we had to use another pigeon, so we used the pigeon of myself and my former lab partner. However, he had cut the thing to shreds. 

"Where's the heart?" 

"Oh, I think just cut through it?" 

"Where's the trachea?" 

"I cut through it." 

"Is this the large or small intestine?" 

"Oh, I just ripped out the whole digestive system."

Then he left without cleaning up. 

In tenth grade zoology, we did a lot of dissections. The formaldehyde really bothers me. One afternoon the room was really hot for some reason. There was no ventilation and we were all bent over this formaldehyde-drenched dead animal. Class ends, I stumble out of the hot classroom and upstairs to my locker. I start feeling a little dizzy and decide to just take a seat... on the floor... and I sort of pass out... with my stuff everywhere. Jenny comes upstairs, sees me and my things sprawled on the floor and almost dies laughing. I tell her I had a heat stroke. 

Fast forward to today. Two hour dissection of a formaldehyde-drenched bird.. Lunch (bad idea). Work out for an hour (bad/good idea). Hot. Slightly dizzy. Come back to room. Pass out on floor. Awesome. 

I guess I didn't really pass out in the sense of losing balance, tumbling, hitting the ground. Which is good, because there was no one here. But its not very often I'm laid out on the ground for fifteen minutes.

Ben Gibbard. Spencer Krug. Zach Condon. 

This room is really hot right now. I need water! I need to open a window!!

French class tomorrow=cancelled, therefore French test tomorrow=cancelled. 

I'm really miffed that Jack's Mannequin isn't coming to Indy in April anymore. 

I wish our dishwasher didn't make the dishes dirtier than they were to begin with. 

Coffee

"There's a love that transcends all that we've known of ourselves and I'll wait for it to come, I'll wait for it to come. Well it's got to be strong to touch my heart through its shell and I'll wait for it to come, I'll wait for it come down."

-Copeland

Can you turn the bass down?

INTERSTELLA 5555!!!!!!!!!

In other news, 

I'm really restless and I want go somewhere far, far away until I'm ready to come back. I need a change of scenery so bad I feel like blowing something up. 

As much as I hated climbing this mountain in the middle of the night, I'd like to be back there, watching the sunrise. 

Crescendolls

Things that ruled today:

1. Daft Punk- Crescendolls in particular
2. Target- My new red sunglasses in particular
3. Espresso Truffle
4. Got to hang out with Hannah
5. 50% off at Gap
6. Taco Bell
7. Not being at DePauw
8. Seeing Tammy at Old Navy!

Things that didn't rule today:

1. Going to work at Old Navy

I'm not good at counting/math but today looks like it could be classified as a good day.

Also, these are some noteworthy things:

1. I saw trip leader Jeff on Friday.
2. This guy yesterday, a Magician, said "I don't do very many things well, but I do do some things well and I magish." I appreciate that he made magish a verb meaning to do magic.
3. The Putnam County Rural Transit.