our Kin140 group got redo our debate presentation for our prof today. i had to get up early.
i went to help everett go over the essay questions for his CMNS 130 final. i was sitting there thinking 'wow, i actually retained this knowledge'. that's a big feat considering i hate most of communication theory. give me Levi-Strauss for postmodernism, Pierce for icons and indexes, and Hall for semiotics and i'm a happy camper. ok, maybe a little Barthes too, can't have semiotics without Signs.
anyway.
today i got to remember how much i hate commuting. i went to shaz's and got eaten by a big orange fuzzy hat.
you know how when you live on your own for a while and don't go to a lot of people's houses and when you walk in you get this sense of "i probly shouldn't touch anything because it looks like a museum"? maybe it's just cause there's lots of space there, whereas in our comfy little ghetto of a townhouse there's no really a lot of rooms with high ceilings.
i got to play with a laser pointer and watch cable tv. A+ afternoon in my books lol.
then i got to stand at this bus stop for a bit. it's across the street from a Collosus cineplex theater. as ghetto as the bus stop was, the theatre just fucking scared me because it was huge and ugly and a giant fucking zit on the world representative of over priced popcorn.
i went to help everett go over the essay questions for his CMNS 130 final. i was sitting there thinking 'wow, i actually retained this knowledge'. that's a big feat considering i hate most of communication theory. give me Levi-Strauss for postmodernism, Pierce for icons and indexes, and Hall for semiotics and i'm a happy camper. ok, maybe a little Barthes too, can't have semiotics without Signs.
anyway.
today i got to remember how much i hate commuting. i went to shaz's and got eaten by a big orange fuzzy hat.
you know how when you live on your own for a while and don't go to a lot of people's houses and when you walk in you get this sense of "i probly shouldn't touch anything because it looks like a museum"? maybe it's just cause there's lots of space there, whereas in our comfy little ghetto of a townhouse there's no really a lot of rooms with high ceilings.
i got to play with a laser pointer and watch cable tv. A+ afternoon in my books lol.
then i got to stand at this bus stop for a bit. it's across the street from a Collosus cineplex theater. as ghetto as the bus stop was, the theatre just fucking scared me because it was huge and ugly and a giant fucking zit on the world representative of over priced popcorn.
3 Comments:
Pity me!
Then worship the ground I walk on for tolerating that bullshit transit system.
Do it, I have a noose and have already used it.
the bus never went over any potholes on the way back.
Potholes in Larrey are only on one side of the street. The other side has fake gates.
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