I just made a Wizard of Oz reference. I must be gravely ill.

Firstly, I realize that my LJ has completely declined into too much of a real journal — too “personal-y” and at times unapologetically sappy, or maudlin.

That’s why if you want to read something I’ve written that’s relevant or passably intelligent, you should read my very rudimentary, still a work-in-progress blog

The LJ will remain for schlok and countdowns.

Anyway.

-Nietzsche, post-modernism, going back in time to kill Marx

-“I never really liked her until I realized she had a nice ass”-Keithers

-Exit 17 Dunkin Donuts

-absolutely perfect Saratoga weather

-“Total hottie with a body” (repeating this ironically, ad infinum and finally getting Sebastian to say it)

-THE explanation for why most feminist theory is flawed

-“A gentleman is not supposed to remove his coat in front of a lady”/”But women can take off their clothes?”/”Well…yes”

-“This is just like last semester” (sees my bottle of vodka) “It’s REALLY just like last semester.”

-Doritos and beer

-Government Department Gossip

-“Men just need to admit that women have power over them, and they like it.”

-New Deals regarding Commencement; no not THAT kind of New Deal

-“Remember, we’re dealing with an immature person here.”

-Speculations on affairs

-“Don’t worry, I’ll always be here to tell you you’re being pathetic.”

“And yet, here we are”

-Word of the weekend: Naughty

It’s not that I regret anything — I don’t, not in any meaningful way—it’s just that I forgot to be grateful for what I had until the very end.
This weekend made me realize that I did build a little world for myself in Saratoga. It wasn’t what I had envisaged building for myself in college (and to be honest, I never imagined a world in college, period, but that’s another story), but it was mine, and it was very “me.”