horank@xavier.edu...no spam!
After much consternation and a few calls to the ISS department on campus, I finally have a computer profile set up, meaning I have a new e-mail address (horank@xavier.edu) in addition to the hotmail personal account at which I can still be reached. The first week of class has just come to a close for me, ending with my MicroEconomics class, whose homework nearly brought me to tears. I mean really. I was sitting in the cafeteria reading and getting ready to tackle the problems at the end of the chapter, when this table full of girls sits next to me, one with a huge hickey and the others loudly making fun of her and talking about their drunken escapades the night before. I was seething with rage, not just because I was having a hard time finding the percentage of national income that North Korea spends on the military in comparison to South Korea...but also, I jut don't think that getting so drunk you don't remember how you got home or who sucked on your neck is appealing anymore. I remember when it used to be my M.O. (I just put a stick up my ass in the last two years)...but these girls made me want to stab (In the words of Positive Tamsen.)
I have the camera back in action, and I am including a few pictures
This is the gorgeous day we are having (a few flurries in the morning...but in the sunshine it is positively warm) The building on the right is the Gallagher Student Center, which is where I am now and where I spend lots of time. There are four floors and free pool tables and video games as well as lots of big windows and small rooms to hang out in and do homework. Plus, there is a bar and a Subway and all the club offices. I'm trying to find a few organizations to join, and I am thinking that I want to start a crafting collective or at least begin to host a game night. If there's one thing I want to take from the seamonsters it's the priority of the gathering together.
and here I am, listening to a group meet to talk about a Valetine's Date auction. Damn, we should have done that at artsPROJECT, yo! Could you imagine a date auction at the Waiting Room...or in Burlington, for that matter. Come to think of it, we should have done a mock Laguna Beach reality show about B-town...so many good ideas
this is my lunch...salad with ranch dressing and (not pictured) a side of fries. there is something about eating fries and a salad that is like the ultimate in freedom...thank you Gloria Steinem for fighting for my right to eat veggies and fried starch without getting a complex. I have not found my Cincinnati shiner equivalent yet...speaking of which...
This is a commemorative picture of my second-to-last shiner...you know who calls me Ninja these days...yeah, nobody. I actually introduced myself to a cute boy the other day using my real name...how will he remember be now?!
Also included here is a random picture from my Econ. class.
I'm feeling behind, as many of my class notes and presentations and even homework are all online...and most of the lectures are from the professors home page. While I love this system and the paper-free lifestyle we're getting used to...I'm not as computer savvy as I thought, and reading 68 pages of theology on the computer doesn't seems as stimulating as turning the pages...maybe I'm just being crabby after getting confused by my economic principles. Plus, as always, I want to take a nap.
The boy from the past that was supposed to call me tonight still hasn't called, even to apologize...what the heck do I care for? Because I'm bored and I want to talk to someone face to face for a while, even if it is just about Jackass II, The Movie. My roommates are really sweet...kind of wild...the younger ones anyways (jb, you'll be jealous to note than last night they were drunk and kept showing me their "cute underpants" and asking me to go to the strip club with them.) I told them to get in the car and go to Kentucky...but they passed out about 5 minutes later, and this morning had little recollection of their requests.
How weird that I have an actual weekend...nothing planned and nothing to gt ready for except homework. I already have a few papers due next week, so I actually do have things I should do...but...my bed is so comfy!
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I'm awful mighty sorry, but I'm gonna have to keep using th' hotmail account. Yer new addy does that thing where yer brain makes two Not Good words out of one innocuous word.
Like seeing "therapist@psyche.org" makes your brain go, what!? The Rapist!?!?
3 cheers for comfy bed! Hip hip zzzzzzzzzzz...
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