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1/7/05 09:55 pm

My brother, Billy, turns three on Monday. I ordered him three Clifford the Big Red Dog books from Amazon.com, since he enjoys the TV show but my parents act like cable is an instrument of the devil.

Apparently my father wants to drive out to Cape Cod for a few days alone next weekend, so my mom rescheduled her flight home for the end of next week. This means I'll actually have someone pestering me to do my homework, to study for my exams, to eat healthily, to stay off the computer. Georgetown sounds rather appealing right now. Surprisingly, the more that people bother me to get things done, the less motivated I am and thus the less I accomplish. I'm probably just determined to be challenging.

As soon as I'm confident that my muscles won't rebel against me, I'm going to go for a swim. Having an indoor pool keeps me happily in denial of winter.

1/5/05 02:57 pm

This is so absurd that I thought it was a satire on Democrats at first. Apparently not.

Us liberals still had hope when we were crybabies, but now that we're drama queens too, I think our outlook is bleak. We give new meaning to the term "sore loser." I suppose the flags are going to be at half-staff in blue states, too? It nauseates me that after nine weeks, there is still election drama. Stop self-pitying. If you want to cheer our fellow tree-huggers up, donate to Tsunami relief. In the very least, pray that I have a snow day tomorrow.

11/20/04 10:48 pm - Whenever I let girls into my life, it's like attempting to divide zero by itself.

I spent the afternoon feeling guilty that I was disappointed in someone I love. Now I'm spending the evening feeling guilty that I realized I don't actually love this person.

11/11/04 12:42 pm

Only I would take a Calculus test with a pencil inscribed "'Do not forget the plum, blooming in the thicket.' --Basho (tr. by Lucien Stryk)."

Again, the Milton dictatorship overruled popular consensus: no "Senior Skip Day" on Friday. I now have until eight tomorrow morning to write fifteen pages of critical analysis and study for a Gov & Politics test. I then get to enjoy the weekend completing the rest of my Early Action applications, with only one intermission to see (as in, be dragged to) Team America: World Police with Kate and Len. My only reconciliation? "Well, it could be worse." Sunny continually dazzles me with her bright insights.

11/4/04 08:51 pm - "In America, there are no losers in an election, because the next day, we all wake up Americans."

This election drama is nauseating. John Kerry did make the right decision to concede. The Bush administration is not the neocon death cult. We are not going to move to Canada...though even if we did, it wouldn't do much good after Bush invades for cheaper drugs. The Democrats are not going to start a coup and spark the next Civil War. I just hope the best for this country.

"My friends, it was here that we began our campaign for the presidency. And all we had was hope and a vision for a better America. It was a privilege and a gift to spend two years traveling this country, coming to know so many of you. I wish that I could just wrap you in my arms and embrace each and every one of you individually all across this nation. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

(Audience member: We still got your back!)

Thank you, man. And I assure you -- you watch -- I'll still have yours."

-- John Kerry.

I may not care for Bush and his policies, but he is still our President -- my President -- and I need to respect that. At least it's not Peroutka that we're stuck with.

10/30/04 10:33 pm

I just now realize why I have avoided relationships for so long: it is difficult to hurt people, particularly when you care deeply about them. This reasoning is partly immature, mostly selfish, entirely logical. But I don't suspect I will be "sharing" myself with someone again any time soon. Girls are either genetically programmed to piss me off, or I am just that much of a dick (and this is not up for debate, so your comments are not welcome).

I had planned on going to the victory parade today -- mostly in celebration of the Red Sox shutting down the evil conglomerate that is the Yankees, though sweeping the Cardinals is congratulatory, as well -- but being around that many rowdy Sox fans seemed unappealing. I instead went for breakfast with Kennedy at the diner, and our waitress for some reason thought we were dating. Only in the unbearably liberal state of Massachusetts would this happen. We played it up, until she caught on to my frequent stares up her skirt and figured out that I was in fact not a homosexual.

So, what WAS the point of this update? I didn't get laid, I never really did finish the Op-Eds I'm working on, I am uncertain of college, though I am still batting 1.000 when it comes to APs. Maybe, God forbid, I'm just having a regular old night. Or I was until Alex showed up at my front door.

10/29/04 11:06 pm

I suppose my greatest need for this journal is to satiate my craving to hear my own voice. It's not promising that this is all that I can come up with for my first entry. Ah, well.
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