Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time

Thorne, don't forget to call your mother about Mother's Day when you wake up. Being the net-dependent whackjob that you are, it is safer to leave you this note on livejournal rather than on a post-it. Also, do not fuck around so much that you do not finish your paper in a timely fashion. I know for a fact that you blew at least forty minutes on manipulating a picture of two professional swimming athletes so that they looked like porn stars. Have you gone to college for four years and learned nothing? Finish your papers first. Make porn stars later.

I have one more paper to go, and then I am done with writing anything academic in undergrad forever. It doesn't seem quite real. Of course, I probably shouldn't think about it too much until I, you know, finish the actual paper, even if I've been dragging my heels on it. I am rather tired of writing about genitalia. I never thought I'd say that, but I am.

( Three things that irritate me: Anne Rice, character bastardization born from movies such as Alexander, and not being a poet )

Wow, that was a lot of meatworld wank. Sorry about that.