Archive for January, 2003

Friday, January 31st, 2003

this is poor. i want so many cds.

taking most of tomorrow off, so sleeping soon.

almost lost my mit card.

the name of our band is the whiz kids. i think. now we just need instruments. we are the real starving artists. well, we smell better i guess.

tired of mild sickness. eating many clementines. i chose a poor box, many are rotten!

Wednesday, January 29th, 2003

fuck i spent twelve dollars today. it’s amazing how easy that is. it was on food mainly. getting a paycheck makes you think about this kind of thing.

saw mae tonight, bought their ep for six dollars. ate at mcdonalds. six dollars and sixty-six cents for ten nuggets, a drink, fries, two apple pies. quite efficient, that’s probably three calories per penny. mae is amazing, new album on 25 february.

i think last night i realised i hate most of saturday night live and mad tv and most sketch comedy on television. it’s hard to like something that recycles material so much. it’s like listening to a compact disc that has the same song on it, thirteen times, over and over. it costs 18.99 (under nineteen dollars! bullshit). that’s about how much money you can make during the hour or so you watch if you have a good college education.

every time i go to the lab i feel ridiculously old, because everybody is speaking of their graduations. grad students gone in less than three years. that’s amazingly fast for grad students, but even a standard length of time in grad school is closer than you think. i hate thinking about it.

these two events make me realise how little i have in common with many people who i used to be friends with. friends long gone, gone in the blink of an eye. this won’t happen again, i promise. i hope saturday night live improves.

when i wake up tomorrow it will probably be 8:15 am. i will haul my ass over to the mit museum’s fourth floor where i will not learn anything about mit’s history but instead about biosafety and bloodborne pathogens that will eat me alive from the inside. like ebola.

all these things i planned for iap still haven’t been done. maybe i will get lucky tomorrow. but i think i’m already lucky so maybe not. it’s like the way the long piece always fails to come in tetris when you can complete four lines with it. maybe you’re not a freak like me. tetris is an amazingly addictive game. it will fuck me over next term. it has already wasted too much of my time during iap. i want to set the high score in building 39, but i missed my chance during january. maybe you can.

Tuesday, January 28th, 2003

the world is coming to an end. i’m sleeping now.

you only wish you were special. i know i do.

did you have a good day? i did. i wasted it all sleeping. now i have to wake up really early.